The Dead Milkmen Follow

Gotta find myself a girl to hug and hold
Cuddle by the fire when the air is cold
Keep me company when I feel gray
A friendly girl who I can play

She must be good, she must be bad
She must be sweet and sometimes sad
She must not mind talking about death
She must not mind my stinking breath

Oh yeah, gotta find myself a girl
Oh yeah, Lord please help me
Find myself a girl
Oh yeah

Gotta find myself a girl who acts like a man
A girl who wants to hold my hand
A girl who knows what to say
When I tell her to go away

A girl who loves fish and eggs
A girl who never shaves her legs
Girl that smiles and sometimes frowns
A girl that'll tear my apartment down
Girl that likes to have a good time
A girl involved in organized crime

Oh yeah, gotta find myself a girl
Oh yeah, Lord please help me
Gotta find myself a girl
Oh yeah

I'm looking in New Mexico and New Orleans
Chicago, Philadelphia, Brooklyn and Queens
I'm looking in New Jersey, Green Bay
I'm looking all over the fucking entire USA

I'm searching for a girl, I don't care what size
I don't give a damn about the colour of her eyes
Her skin can be black, her skin can be white
She only has to love me and hold me tight

And dance with me and play me in the snow
And go with me to the local disco
Fly me back in the crack of blue
Shimmy shimmy shama go bamu
A girl that's kinda wild and never a bore
That's the kind of girl I'm looking for

Oh yeah, gotta find myself a girl
Oh yeah, Lord please help me
Gotta find myself a girl
Oh yeah

I'm searching, I'm searching all across the world
I'm searching, I'm looking for that one and only special girl
I'm lookin', I'm lookin'
All across the world
Gotta find myself that one and only special girl