Lyrics

I'm going back to Texas
Looking for a misses
Looking for a girl to call my own
I'm looking for a misses
Who can do the dishes
Maybe cook a meal a time or two
It's not that I don't do dishes
or fulfill her wishes
my reasons are very rational
Well the problem is you see
I'm barely 4 foot 3
I can't reach the sink
Or reach that stove
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less
I'm going back to Texas
Looking for a misses
Looking for a girl
To call my own
If I find her finger
Then I'll have to ring her
Buy a stone so big it hurts her eyes
Well the problem is you see
I'm barely 4 foot 3
I can't reach the sink
Or reach that stove
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less
Because you think I'm shorter than that rest
And if that's the case you're making a mistake
And you don't know me by now
And you don't know who I am
Remember the time I tried to kiss you on those steps
And you don't know who I am
Just because I'm short
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less
Just because I'm short
don't mean I love you less