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You’re the reason I’m a-ridin' around on recapped tires

And you’re the reason I’m hangin' our clothes outside on wires

And you’re the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'

But looks ain’t evrythin' and money ain’t evrythin'

But I love you just the same

But you’re the reason I’ve changed to beer from soda pop

And you’re the reason I never get to go to the beauty shop

You’re the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'

But looks ain’t evrythin' and money ain’t everythin'

But I love you just the same

I guess that we won’t ever have everything we need

'Cause when we get ahead it’s got another mouth to feed

And that’s the reason that my good looks and figure is gone

And that’s the reason that I ain’t got no hair to comb

And you’re the reason our kids are ugly, little darlin'

But looks ain’t evrythin' and money ain’t everythin'

But I love you just the same

Conway, why in the devil don’t you go

And shave and put on a clean pair of pants?

But Loretta, look at yourself now I wish you’d take them

Curlers out of your hair and go put on a little makeup

And get out of that housecoat before supper

Well let me tell you something, Conway,

Considerin' everythin' that I went through today

I look like a movie star yeah, Ruth Buzzie thank you

Besides that, all our kids took after your part of the family, anyway

Oh they did? What about the ones that’s bald?

Well, I guess you could say they take after me

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