Yours, Yours, Yours lyrics

[ABIGAIL]
I live like a nun in a cloister
Solitary, celibate
I hate it!

[ADAMS]
I live like a monk in an abbey!
Ditto, ditto
I hate it

[ABIGAIL]
Write to me with sentimental effusion
Let me revel in romantic illusion

[ADAMS]
Do you still smell of vanilla and spring air?
And is my favorite lover's pillow
Still firm and fair?

[ABIGAIL]
What was there, John
Still is there, John
Come soon as you can to my cloister
I've forgotten the feel of your hand

[ADAMS]
Soon, madam, we shall walk in Cupid's Grove together
[ABIGAIL & ADAMS]
And we'll fondly survey
That promised land

Till then, till then
I am, as I ever was
And ever shall be
Yours
Yours
Yours
Yours
Yours

[ABIGAIL]
Saltpeter
John