I’m growing this beard and belly for you, baby
Don’t have much else to offer you
I’m not strong or brave or fighting fit
Just quick off the mark the night that we met
I’m growing this beard and belly for you, baby
For you to do with as you please
I’m laying roots, girl, I’m settling down
I’m cutting back on those nights on the town
And I know you like to nestle
Into this beard of mine
And when you are feeling restful
On my sad belly, your gentle head recline
But you know I need your body
As much as you need mine
Don’t you change a thing for me, baby
I like you fine the way you are
Just let me do some nestling too
And when feeling is true, some sweet wrestling with you