Hash Clyde - Girl With The Beard

The girl with the beard wants your number
The tall girl laughs in your face
The girl you can smell from across the room
Wants to come back to your place
Back to your place
Back to your place
Try to slip out the back door
Try to get away in your car
The girl tells you we gotta talk
Brother you won't get far
Brother you won't get far
It doesn't matter what you tell them
It isn't what they're gonna believe
It doesn't matter how you treat them
They'll smile in your face and won't let you leave
One of them wrote me a letter
One of them called on the phone
One of them knocked on my back door
And I pretended I was not home
That I was not home
It doesn't matter what you tell them
It isn't what they're gonna believe
It doesn't matter how you treat them
They'll smile in your face and won't let you leave
Maybe I'll take me some time off
Lay myself low for awhile
Set the girl with the beard up with my buddy Dave
I think that maybe she's more his style
More his style
Brother she ain't my style
It doesn't matter what you tell them
It isn't what they're gonna believe
It doesn't matter how you treat them
They'll smile in your face and won't let you leave

Written by:
Gregg Basbagill, Matt Scerbo

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