Girl from Sandusky
She was a lovely but husky, lazy-eyed girl from Sandusky,Wore camo Crocs and a rhinestone belt,Drove a pick up truck that was painted rusty.She chased her dreams like a three-legged dog,Sippin’ Busch Light from a cup while perched on a log.
She had a tattoo of Dale with a prison shank,Sang karaoke all night with the passion of Hank.She worked part-time fryin’ wings at the Lodge,But judgin’ folks from the porch was her full-time job.
Ohhh…she stole my heart like a scratch-off win,With a wink from the eye not in sync with the twin.Snored like a Harley, and her laugh was brusky—But I fell head over boots for that girl from Sandusky.
We danced in the aisle at the Walmart sale,Bought matching hoodies that said “I’d bail him outta jail.”She’d say sweet things like, “You ain’t the worst I could date,”When she burped my name, I knew it was fate.
People laughed when I said I’d propose,But love don’t need both eyes pointed at your nose.She saw the world her own kinda way,One eye on the future, the other… well, kinda astray.
Yeahhh…she stole my heart like a truck in low gear,With that sideways smirk and a case of cheap beer.You can keep your city girls, too prissy and fussy—I want my husky, lazy-eyed queen from Sandusky.
We went fishin’ once, she brought beef jerky bait,Said, “If it works on me, them catfish won’t wait.”She reeled in a tire, a boot, and a squirrel,Still called it “dinner” — that’s my kinda girl.
We’d fight ‘bout her cousin - the one named Dwight,I heard - He’s your ex, but she said, “Not quite.”But love ain’t neat, and it sure ain’t prissy,It’s messy and loud — and sometimes a little bit risky.
Now we’re married with kids and a doublewide view,Got a dog named “Gravy” and a goat named “Sue.”She still winks sideways when she calls me her man,And I still thank the Lord for that one-eyed plan.
Ohhh…she stole my heart like a possum in the night,Might not see straight, but she loves me right.From the trailer park to a life kinda dusky,I’ll grow old and happy with my girl from Sandusky
She may not see eye to eye…But she saw me better than anyone ever did.
She had a tattoo of Dale with a prison shank,Sang karaoke all night with the passion of Hank.She worked part-time fryin’ wings at the Lodge,But judgin’ folks from the porch was her full-time job.
Ohhh…she stole my heart like a scratch-off win,With a wink from the eye not in sync with the twin.Snored like a Harley, and her laugh was brusky—But I fell head over boots for that girl from Sandusky.
We danced in the aisle at the Walmart sale,Bought matching hoodies that said “I’d bail him outta jail.”She’d say sweet things like, “You ain’t the worst I could date,”When she burped my name, I knew it was fate.
People laughed when I said I’d propose,But love don’t need both eyes pointed at your nose.She saw the world her own kinda way,One eye on the future, the other… well, kinda astray.
Yeahhh…she stole my heart like a truck in low gear,With that sideways smirk and a case of cheap beer.You can keep your city girls, too prissy and fussy—I want my husky, lazy-eyed queen from Sandusky.
We went fishin’ once, she brought beef jerky bait,Said, “If it works on me, them catfish won’t wait.”She reeled in a tire, a boot, and a squirrel,Still called it “dinner” — that’s my kinda girl.
We’d fight ‘bout her cousin - the one named Dwight,I heard - He’s your ex, but she said, “Not quite.”But love ain’t neat, and it sure ain’t prissy,It’s messy and loud — and sometimes a little bit risky.
Now we’re married with kids and a doublewide view,Got a dog named “Gravy” and a goat named “Sue.”She still winks sideways when she calls me her man,And I still thank the Lord for that one-eyed plan.
Ohhh…she stole my heart like a possum in the night,Might not see straight, but she loves me right.From the trailer park to a life kinda dusky,I’ll grow old and happy with my girl from Sandusky
She may not see eye to eye…But she saw me better than anyone ever did.