Another John Prine song, performed with Iris Demint: In Spite Of Ourselves (feat. Iris DeMent) She dont 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 Shes my baby Im her honey Im never gonna let her go He aint got laid in a month of Sundays I caught him once and he was sniffin my undies He aint too sharp but he gets things done Drinks his beer like its oxygen Hes my baby And Im his honey Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves Well end up asittin on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, were the big door prize Were gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There wont be nothin but big old hearts Dancin in our eyes. She thinks all my jokes are corny Convict movies make her horny She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs She takes a lickin And keeps on tickin Im never gonna let her go. Hes got more balls than a big brass monkey Hes a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon Payday comes and hes howlin at the moon Hes my baby I dont mean maybe Never gonna let him go In spite of ourselves Well end up a sittin on a rainbow Against all odds Honey, were the big door prize Were gonna spite our noses Right off of our faces There wont be nothin but big old hearts Dancin in our eyes. There wont be nothin but big old hearts Dancin in our eyes. [Spoken:] In spite of ourselves
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 20:56:47 +0000
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