You're the reason I'm ridin' 'round on recapped tyres
An' you're the reason I'm hangin' our clothes outside on wires
An' you're the reason our kids are ugly, little darling
But looks ain't everything
And money ain't everything
But, I love you just the same

You're the reason I changed to beer from soda pop
An' you're the reason I never get to go to the beauty shop
You're the reason our kids are ugly, little darling
But looks ain't everything
And money ain't everything
But, I love you just the same

I guess that we won't ever have, everything we need
'Cause when we get ahead, it's just another mouth to feed

And you're the reason my good looks and my figure's gone
And that's the reason I ain't got no hair to comb
An' you're the reason our kids are ugly, little darling
But looks ain't everything
And money ain't everything
But, I love you just the same

And there's the reason my good looks and my figure's gone
And you're the reason that I ain't got no hair to comb
An' you're the reason our kids are ugly, little darling
But looks ain't everything
And money ain't everything
But, I love you just the same

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Writer(s): Jean Fawbush, L.E. White, Lola Dillon