She's powerful, horrible, nasty-assed stuff,
And her words are all wicked and her humor is rough,
And her one eye is evil, while the other one's gruff,

and I love her so much that I can't get enough.

My hide has become thick and ^^&$#* and tough,

I love her, I Iove her,
I can't get enough.


Dear God, relieve me of my pain,
Let Your tears wash down upon me,
Like a cleansing rain.


She reeks of old urine, with a hint of mold spore,
And her beauty is ugly, from surface to core,

One eye glares out the window, the other the door,
And I love her so much that I've got to have more.


Where my thoughts are not scarred, they're a festering sore,
I love her, I love her,
I needs me some more.