She hates my mama, she hates my daddy too.
She loves to tell me, she hates the things I do.
She loves to lie beside me, almost every night.
She's no lady, she's my wife.
The preacher asked her, and she said, "I do."
The preacher asked me, she says, "He does too!"
The preacher says, "I pronounce you ninety nine to life!
Man, she's no lady she's your wife!"
I can't remember how I met her,
Seems, she's always been hangin' here off my right arm,
I can't remember how I ever,
Thought that I just couldn't live without a woman's charm.
Now, even though she likes the smell of that French perfume,