Buffalo Tom - Hawaiian Baby lyrics

This is a picture of Hawaii that you brought me Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me Standing by the back screen door watching you wash dishes Writing love letters to other just for kicks Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Looking for a mailbox Someone's rolling in the mud Someone does it just because it's cool on their skin This is a picture of a cowboy that he drew me Letters scrawled across the bottom spell "I love you" This is a taste of your right ear lobe can't you hear me This is a taste of your left elbow don't you feel it It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Graham's down at the bar teaching hardships Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Trucker speed and the harm of having loose lips Six days, Six days... Sex and cigarettes and slow sad says he Verlaines, verlaines, verlaines... Santa Claus with a baby that you brought me It's my heart and it doesn't fit yours Moving down on Taylor Dinner with your father Searching for a mailbox Someone's slinging up the mud Someone does it just because it's not on their skin