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It's a sad and awful story

And the shorter folks don't care

I'm a man who's simply way too big to love

Picture her, a tiny thing

With tiny ribbons in her hair

Picture me, a monster towering above



I don't care what color hair

Is growin on her head

She doesn't have to be a sight to see

It don't matter if she's bad

Or if she's good in bed

Just as long as she is just as long as me



Took an ad out in the paper

With my picture and some prose

It said, "Tall and lonely lover seeking same"

Combed my hair and got a shave

And bought a long-stemmed thornless rose

But when my picture ran my head was out of frame



I don't care what colored hair

Is growin on her head

She don't have to be a sight to see

It don't matter if she's bad

Or if she's good in bed

Just as long as she is just as long as me



Every night I have a dream

I'm on a mountain in the sky

And the air gets ever thinner as I climb

And I see the gates of heaven

Someone there has caught my eye

She is very tall and finally she's mine



I don't care what color hair

Is growin on her head

She don't have to be a sight to see

It don't matter if she's bad

Or if she's good in bed

Just as long as she is just as long as me

Just as long as she is just as long as me

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