In Spite of Ourselves was penned by American songwriter John Prine, in collaboration with singer Iris DeMent. It is widely appreciated for its humorous lyrics, giving a loving depiction of an imperfect but enduring relationship.
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She don't like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
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She looks down her nose at money
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She gets it on like the easter bunny
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She's my baby, I'm her honey
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I'm never gonna let her go
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He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
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He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
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Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
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He's my baby, and I'm his honey
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Never gonna let him go
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In spite of ourselves
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We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
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Against all odds
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Honey, we're the big door prize
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We're gonna spite our noses
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Right off of our faces
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There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
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Dancin' in our eyes
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She thinks all my jokes are corny Convict movies make her horny
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She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
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Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
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She takes a lickin', and keeps on tickin'
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I'm never gonna let her go
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He's got more balls than a big brass monkey He's a wacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie