I Love Her Goatee

I met her for the first time nearly twelve years ago, I never knew how much joy she would bring to me There's one thing for sure that I just didn't know, I'd fall in love with a woman that wears a goatee I guess, when we both do come from different habitats... Our looks and appearances can vary And, for some reason she just doesn't like cats I think, more than me, she loves my canary Besides her goatee, her body is covered with hair But that's fine, she just needs a shave 'specially under there, yeah...you know where She never complains, an occasional rant or rave One of those women, whose bite isn't as bad as her bark And, she loves it when I take her to the doggy park