You're a song, written by the hands of me.
Don't get me wrong, This might sound to you a bit strange,
but you own my face, where all my thoughts to sneezing.
Right under my nose, is where I'll smell it all.

Underneath my nose, there's an endless booger.
There's the nose I pick, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve, for having such a good nose, honey.

Because of you, I have learned the smart ways to sneeze.
Because of you, I'm running out of reasons to fart.
When my friends are here, when the party's starting,
we will still belong to each other.


Underneath my nose, there's an endless booger.
There's the nose I pick, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve, for having such a good nose, honey.
Underneath my nose, there's an endless booger.
There's the nose I pick, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve, for having such a good nose,
for having such a good nose.

I love you more then all that's on my body.
Moving, talking, walking, breathing.
I know it's true, oh baby, it's so crazy.
I almost don't believe it.
As ever booger is hanging from my nostril,
I am looking for a tissue,
so that I can clean you up,
I just really love you.

Underneath my nose, there's an endless booger.
There's the nose I pick, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve, for having such a good nose, honey.
Underneath my nose, Woahhhhhh!
There's the nose I pick, there's my territory.
And all the things I deserve, for having such a good nose,
for having such a good nooooooooossee.......