I Would Not Try To Break Ties With Me - Simon Joyner
I would not try to break ties with me
'Cause I'm the only man
Who will ever love you
You're plain as the wall
And ugly as the stool
Where I rest my feet
And loyal as the dog
Who wanders off
To howl at the moon
But the girls at the Cliping Curl
Are talking about a man
With a rose in his coat
With your name on the stem
They say he came in on the midnight train
They say he combs his hair with Vaseline
They say I've got horns growing out of my brain
They say he came and swept you off your feet
And now he works downtown with his hands
With dead fish on his fingers
And your foul breath in his lungs
I wonder where he came from
And I wonder where you hide him
And I wonder how you love him
And I wonder where I'll find him
I would not try to break ties with me
The girls at the Cliping Curl
They're talking about a man
With a rose in his coat
With your name on the stem
They say someone came and swept him off his feet
They say he combed his hair with Vaseline
