In Spite of Ourselves — текст песни (John Prine)

She dont 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

Shes my baby Im her honey

Im never gonna let her go



He aint got laid in a month of sundays

I caught him once and he was sniffin my undies

He aint too sharp but he gets things done

Drinks his beer like its oxygen

Hes my baby

And Im his honey

Never gonna let him go



In spite of ourselves

Well end up asittin on a rainbow

Against all odds

Honey, were the big door prize

Were gonna spite our noses

Right off of our faces

There wont 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

And keeps on tickin

Im never gonna let her go.



Hes got more balls than a big brass monkey

Hes a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie

Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon

Payday comes and hes howlin at the moon

Hes my baby I dont mean maybe

Never gonna let him go



In spite of ourselves

Well end up asittin on a rainbow

Against all odds

Honey, were the big door prize

Were gonna spite our noses

Right off of our faces

There wont be nothin but big old hearts

Dancin in our eyes.

There wont be nothin but big old hearts

Dancin in our eyes.



(spoken) in spite of ourselves