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There she is sitting there Out behind the smokehouse in her rocking chair She don't say nothing, she don't do nothing She don't feel nothing, she don't know nothing Maybe she crazy, I don't know But maybe that's why I love her so Her poppa was a midget, her mamma was a whore Her granddad was a newsboy till he was eighty-four What a slimy old bastard he was Man don't ya know I know she hates me Man don't ya know I know that she's no good She'd probably be unfaithful to me She'd probably kill me if she could Maybe she crazy, I don't know Maybe that's why I love her so Today we will be married And all the freaks that she knows will be there And all the people from the village will be there To congratulate us I'll carry through the threshold And I will make dim the light I'll attempt to spend my love within her Letras de cancionesI'll attempt with all my might She'll laugh at my mighty sword She'll laugh at my mighty sword Why must she Lord help me if you could Maybe we both crazy, I don't know But maybe that's why I love her so From Letras Mania