Funny looking man and ugly woman

In a trench coat too big, yellow hat on his head, A funny-looking man, with a grin, not dread. "Top of the morning!" he'd cheerfully say, As he waved to the folks passing his way. "Bonjour, madame!" with a tip of his hat, "G'day, mate!" with a smile, just like that. "Salutations, good sir!" he'd laugh with a wink, "Howdy, partner!" before you could blink. Chorus He's the man in the hat, with greetings so grand, A quirky little show in this everyday land. He dances through life, a smile on his face, Spreading joy and laughter in every place. Verse 2 Then one day he met her, with a crop top and cap, A girl with a bored look, but something beneath that. "Ahoy, miss!" he greeted, a twinkle in his eye, She rolled hers at first but couldn't help but smile. "Hola, señorita!" he called with a bow, She laughed at his charm, couldn't resist it now. They danced on the street, to an unheard tune, Under the city lights, beneath the glowing moon. Chorus He's the man in the hat, with greetings so grand, A quirky little show in this everyday land. She joined in his dance, their steps in sync, A moment of magic, a love on the brink. Bridge "Ni hao, my dear!" he'd whisper in her ear, As they twirled around, their laughter clear. "Konnichiwa, lovely!" with a soft touch, She giggled, enjoying his silly crutch. Verse 3 Their love bloomed fast, in the strangest of ways, But in her eyes, something dark would blaze. She loved his charm, his hat, and his coat, But something in her heart, a sinister note. One night they danced, under the city's gleam, And she whispered, "Adieu," like a haunting dream. With a twist of her hand, his breath left with a sigh, As she walked away, not a tear in her eye. Chorus He's the man in the hat, with greetings so grand, But now he's gone, in this everyday land. She took his last breath, with a smile so sweet, A tragic ending, on this quiet street. Outro No more greetings, no more laughs, The funny-looking man has danced his last. In the end, love can be cruel, A tragic twist, love's final rule.