I Couldn't Afford To Buy You A Present (So I Wrote You This Song) - Anal Cunt

I couldn’t afford to buy you a present so I wrote you this song

I want all the lovers of the world to help me sing along

I’m only a simple man;

I never made much money

But I’ve got a wealth of love to share with you honey

When I think of an angel I think of your face

I want to make sweet love to you by the fireplace

I want to be your architect of your castle of love

I’ll never take for granted my gift from above

We’ll take a ride through the foliage

Watch the leaves turn orange and brown

Woman, I never thought I’d say this

But I want to settle down

I wish we were on a deserted island

Just me and you

I’d climb right up a tree

And get a coconut for you