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By John Prine Submitted by Zerch Date: 2001 Nov 21 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.21.19.11.9174]] |
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She don't like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin' her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the Easter Bunny She's my baby I'm her honey I'm never gonna let her go He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays I caught him once sniffin' my undies He ain't real sharp but he gets things done He drinks his beer like it's oxygen He's my baby I'm his honey I'm never gonna let him go Chorus: In spite of ourselves We'll end up sittin' on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, we're the big door prize We're gonna spite the noses right off of our faces There won't be nothin' but big old hearts Dancin' in our eyes She thinks all my jokes are funny Convict movies make her hirny She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs Swears like a sailor when she shaves her legs She takes a lickin' And keeps on tickin' I'm never gonna let her go He's got more balls than a big brass monkey He's a wacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie Shy as a fox and crazy as a loon Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon He's my baby I don't mean maybe I'm never gonna let him go Chorus |