If I had a hammer, I'd build a house for two. And if I had a sailing ship, I'd take a trip with you. And if I had a poets hand, I'd write a verse for thee. And if I had the painter's touch, on canvas you'd be. But I don't have a hammer And I dont have a ship So I can't build a house And we can't take a trip And I'll never be a poet Nor have the painter's grace So I'll never write you a verse Nor immortalize your face And also I have herpes...