Thanks to William Shakespeare (or “Willie Shakes” to his friends), who is probably glad he’s dead at this point…
And here are the lyrics, in case you don’t actually watch the video:
If music be the food of love, play on.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings
Yeah
(Baby…)
I would not wish any companion in the world but you
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more lovely
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more lovely
Doubt thou the stars are fire,
(O for a Muse of fire)
Doubt that the sun doth move,
(Technically, it does…)
Doubt truth to be a liar,
(Oh, no!)
But never doubt I love
Yeah
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more lovely
(You are more lovely)
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more lovely
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
My love’s more ponderous than my tongue.