(Michelle Lewis/ Teddy Kumpel



He's a genius...from the northwest

He rode into town with the circus

The bearded lady and the iron man

She's a dreamer...from the suburbs

He nearly fell off his horse when he heard her

He said "Would you like to join my caravan?"



After one night together 

The world's changed forever as we know it

And God must have a sense of humor

To point 'em at each other so loaded

And they're loaded



He's a shut in...but I love him

He's got only eight fingers with webbing between them

It feels special when he holds my hand

I have three heads and nine eyes

I'm feeling my way

But I've found where his heart lies

We fit the pieces any way we can



And the people stare in horror

When they see us both together

And we know it

Cause God must have a sense of humor

To point us at each other so loaded

And we're loaded



It's a freak show, three ring

Everybody group sing - yeah, yeah

It's a doomed-from-the-start thing

Got to keep laughing - yeah, yeah

Oh yeah



Lalala lala lala



He's freak, you're a geek

It doesn't matter - you gotta love somebody

Well he's green and you're white

It's all right - you gotta love somebody

You gotta love somebody



Cause God must have a sense of humor

To point us at each other so loaded

And we're loaded

I'm so loaded

And we're loaded



Yeah, yeah

I say yeah yeah

yeah yeah

Ohhh yeah