I have a girl, she
She
She
I
I would never dis her, no I
But it tickles when I kiss her, because she has a mustache
It irritates my nose, and makes me sneeze and cough
Girl, please shave your mustache off
It
Her facial hair grows in fuller than mine
I want to tell her badly, without being mean
She may take it sadly, and tell me to leave the scene
She tells me I must shave everyday because she likes a smooth face
Yet she has a
If she uses a blade, she can be a beauty queen
If she uses some wax her face would look clean
I won
But I swear that I will leave her if she grows a beard
It irritates my nose, and makes me sneeze and cough
Girl, please shave your mustache off
Girl, please shave your mustache off