Patchwork Girlfriend

I run my fingers
 Through her blackish blondish hair
 Look into her brown blue eyes
 And touch her skin so dark and fair
 Because I like
 How she encourages and scolds me
 How, even as her left hand pushes me away
 Her right arm holds me
 It's nice to know she's always waiting for me at the dead ends
 Guess I need a little love from every little square
 Of my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 Of my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 I can't tell
 If she would rather take or leave me
 And I'm not sure what I'm saying
 But I'm sure I want her to believe me
 So I run my fingers
 Through her blackish, blondish
 Brownish reddish grayish hair
 And tell her I won't mess around
 With other girls unless they're her
 It's nice to know
 She's always waiting for me at the dead ends
 Guess I need a little love from every little square
 Of my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 Of my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 Though I'm no more boy scout
 Than boyfriend I could see tying the knot
 Instead it's my hands that are tied
 Because that'd be against the law even in Utah
 It's nice to know
 She's always waiting for me at the dead ends
 Guess I need a little love from every little square
 Of my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 She's anywhere I could ever go
 Ain't no false start or dead end
 That could take me away from
 Couldn't bring me back
 To my sweet little patchwork girlfriend
 Or my big bitter patchwork girlfriend
 Or my sweet little patchwork girlfriend