John: 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
Iris: He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
Caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen He's my baby, I'm his honey I'm never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves we'll end up a
Against all odds, honey we're the big door We're gonna spite our noses right off of our faces There won't be nothin' but big ol' hearts dancin' in our eyes She thinks all my jokes are corny
John: 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' I'm never gonna let her go Iris: He's got more balls than a big brass monkey A whackedSly as a fox crazy as a loon Payday comes and he's a
He's my baby, I don't mean maybe I'm never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves.
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