My dirt-ridden cutie, she’s really quite snooty,
She only likes croc-wrestlin men.
So when I implored her, she said that I bored her,
And kicked me in both of my shins!
My green-moss-toothed lass is so filled up with sass
She hogtied a panther last spring.
I gave her a bear claw—she called me a cats’-paw
And then gave me a busted-up spleen.
Though she bickers and fights almost every night,
Our love is as sure as the dawn
Though she growls and she yells, my life with her’s swell,
So I’ll keep singing feechie love songs.