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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 honey I'm her baby
I’m never gonna let her go
No, he ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
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
Never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves
We'll end up sittin’ on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we’re the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
And there won’t 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', keeps on tickin’
I'm never gonna let her go
He's got more balls than a big brass monkey
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
Never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves
We'll end up sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
And there won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes
There won't be nothin' but big old stars
Dancin' in our eyes
In Spite of Ourselves was written by John Prine.
In Spite of Ourselves was produced by Mark Bingham.
Peter Stampfel released In Spite of Ourselves on Fri Feb 05 2021.