In Spite of Ourselves (feat. Amy Taylor)

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

She's my baby, I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't been laid in a month of Sunday

I 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 and I'm his honey

He's my baby, I'm never gonna let him go

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'

She takes a lickin', I'm never gonna let her go

He's got more balls than a big brass monkey

A whacked-out weirdo and a lovebug junkie

Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon

Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon

He's my baby, I don't mean maybe

He's my baby, I'm his honey

He's my baby, I'm his honey

He's my baby, I'm never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves, we'll end up a-sittin' on a rainbow

Against all odds, honey, we're the big door prize

And we're gonna spite our noses right off of our faces

There won't be nothin' but big old hearts dancin' in our eyes

She's my baby (I'm his honey)

She's my baby

I'm never gonna let you go