You are a notorious and naughty person
You love both cursin’ and swearin’
You look like a crane.
Bei mir bist du shayn:
Because you’ve still got your hair on.
You have eyes like pools of spring rain,
with a certain proud disdain.
Despite woe and pain,
Bei mir mist du shayn,
Because you’ve still got your brain
You have ears like small plates.
And you guzzle like a goat
Your hair is a mane
Bei mir du shayn
Because I liked how you wrote