I Love Your Stupid Hair

I love your stupid hair
And I love your fucked up cake
I would follow you anywhere
Even down to old Salt Lake

I'd marry you in the temple
And wear that funny underwear
'Cause I love your fucked up cake
And I love your stupid hair

I love the lovely hinges
You have behind your lovely knees
Every time you look at me
I say thank you and please

I love the way you drink your beer
And I love the way you swear
And I love your fucked up cake
And I love your stupid hair

If I ever get outta this jail
I know just what I'll do
I'll hop the nearest freight train
That's headed to you

I'll thumb a ride right to your door
And see if you're awake
'Cause I love your stupid hair
And I love your fucked up cake



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Potter
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