Out behind the smoke house in her rocking chair
 She don't do nothin'
 She don't say nothin'
 She don't feel nothin'
 She don't know nothin'
 Maybe she's crazy  I don't know
 But maybe that's why I love her so

 Her papa was a midget
 Her mama was a whore
 Her grandad was a newsboy 'til he was eighty four
 Man don't you think I know she hates me
 Man don't you think I know that she's no good
 If she knew how she'd be unfaithful to me
 I think she'd kill me if she could
 Maybe she's crazy I don't know
 But maybe that's why I love her so

 I'm not afraid of the greywolf
 Who stalks through our forest at dawn
 As long as I have her beside me
 I have the strength to carry on

 Today we will be married
 And all the freaks that she knows will be there
 And all the people from the village will be there
 To congratulate us
 I will carry her across the threshold
 I will make dim the light
 I will attempt to spend my love within her
 But though I try with all my might
 She will laugh at my mighty sword
 She will laugh at my mighty sword
 Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword?
 Lord, hep me if you will
 Maybe we're both crazy, I don't know
 Maybe that's why I love her so