Ugly

You wish that you could just stay Home
You turn men back into boys
They need your love like you're Their mom
You're so hot they suck their Thumbs
Hanging off your legs
It's a chore to leave the house Some days
Miss Sun-kissed Sandy Sue
I get goosebumps around you
Super-spreader, shedding loosh
I'd like to push your buttons
Rile you up and then try Somethin'
I know that I stand stumpy
But I've got lots of skills I've Honed
You know I know I'm ugly
But I was a heartthrob when I
Was young

Used to be I could stay at home
One ear to the door one eye on The phone
And they would line up at my Door
But the line's been drawn
I don't got it no more

But I've got sinsemilla
To whet your appetite
For your bean tortillas
And I've made a career
Of detached devotion
So quell your fears

I know that I stand stumpy
But I have lots of skills I've Honed
You know I know I'm ugly
But I'm not used to being alone



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Delsack
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