since she won't be home tonight and I can't recite it to her, I have to post them so she can read it.
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Collards is green, my dog's name is Blue, And I'm lucky to have a sweet thing like you.
Yore hair is like cornsilk a-flapping in the breeze, softern' Blues and without the fleas.
You move like a bass, which excite me in May, You ain't got no scales but I
ya anyway.
Yore as satisfy'n as okry jist frying in the pan, Yore as fragrant as snuff right out of the can.
On special occasions, when you shave under yore arms, Well, I'm in hawg heaven, and awed by yore charms.
Like a roll of duct tape, yore there for yore man, To patch up life's troubles and fix what you can.
Yore complexion, it's perfection, like the best vinyl sidin', Despite all the years, yore age it keeps hidin'.
Me 'n' you's like a Moon Pie and a RC cold drink, We go together like a skunk with's it's stink.
Some men buy chocolate for Valentine's Day, They git it at Wal-Mart, it's romantic that way.
Some men git roses on that special day, from the cooler at Kroger's that's impressive I say.
But for this man, honey, these won't do, Cause yore to special, you sweet thang you.
I got you a gift, without taste nor oder, more useful than diamonds, it's a new 409 motor.
