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 ain t never gonna let her go.
He ain t got laid in a month of sundays,
caught him once he was sniffing my undies
He ain t too sharp but he gets things done, drinks his beer like its oxygen
He s my baby, and I m his honey, 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, weâre gonna spite, our
noses right off of our faces, There won t be nothing but big old hearts
dancing in our eyes.
Instrumental break:
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Rest of the song continues as normal:
She thinks all my jokes are corny, Convict movies make her horny,
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs, swears like a sailor when she
shaves her legs.
She takes a lickin , and keeps on tickin , Never gonna let her go
He s got more balls than a big brass monkey,
He s a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox, Crazy as a loon, Payday comes and he s a-howling at the moon,
He s my baby, I don t mean maybe, Never gonna let him go
Chorus x 2 and fade out.
