Текст песни I Loved Her Beard - TurtleFrogMan
Motel rooms are unpleasant places
Especially in suicide cases
I asked myself was my life worth saving
And then I noticed that I hadn't been shaving
Why yes, in fact, it had been longer than three days since my face was last sheered
And I'd become rather fond of that beard
Well, you know how sometimes something compels you
So strongly you must do what it tells you
You give in to that desperate craving
And either blow yourself away or stop shaving
I chose the latter option because death had always been what I most feared
And besides, I was fond of that beard
And so I'm hunchbacked on the balcony leaning
And I'm trying to decipher the meaning
Of the wanton way in which I was behaving
And the choice I made to discontinue shaving
And just then, on the balcony adjoining mine, like magic she appeared
And I could tell that she was fond of my beard
We volunteered the past and then got drunk enough to talk about the present
I reluctantly confided in her even though my story wasn't pleasant
She rolled up both her pant legs and I saw my own philosophy mirrored
And I fell hopelessly in love with her beard
She sprang up out of bed like a rabbit
And she gathered up her things out of habit
I said, "good morning" to the lady who'd quit shaving
But was that hello or goodbye that she was waving
Ah hell, its doesn't matter, I'm contented, I don't care which way I'm steered
Because I'd grown rather fond of that beard
Yes, I'd become rather fond of that beard
And will remain forever fond of that beard
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