[Intro] Becky down at the diner, always workin', always servin' can't explain it, but it's somethin' I can't get over [Verses] I am sitting in the morning At the diner on the corner She had dirt under her nails, but I thought I could reform her. She smelled like Chex-Mix So tasty and gritty, like nickels in milk But her face shined like a ruby Her cheeks rosy under the filth She had as much teeth as a jack-o-lantern I bet her ass has pimples on it But her skin is soft like silk Pure as the moonlight and her clothes don't fit She was born on top of the ugly tree Fell and hit every branch on the way down She put a flower in her hair though, My face changed to a smile from a frown I wouldn't piss on her if she was on fire Tracks on her arm like shes apart of NASCAR But she knows how to make a pancake, the best strawberry jam straight from the jar. Ears so big they look like open car doors Nose so big, she sneezed and blew off my hat But her hair flows natural and oh so long She keeps it under a shower cap. Feet so hairy i thought she was a hobbit Hunched over, draggin' knuckles on the floor like a gorilla But her eyes pierced the soul like a dagger, And her breath smelled like vanilla. She had more hair on her lip than a shit-zu Gap in her teeth, didn't know to smile or kick a field goal But when she spoke, her voice felt like the tongue of angels She knew how to touch a broken mans soul. [Outro] I've wanted to tell her all of this But somethin' kept me from saying it So I just got her into bed She wasn't very good, I'm over it
