She makes his coffee, she makes his bed
She does the laundry, she keeps him fed
When she was twenty-one
she wore her mother's lace
She said forever with a smile upon her face
She does the carpool, she PTA's
Doctors and dentists, she drives all day
When she was twenty-nine
she delivered number three
And every christmas card
showed a perfect family
Everything runs right on time,
years of practice and design
Spit and polish till it shines,
he thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign,
safest place you'll ever find
God forbid you'd change your mind,
he thinks he'll keep her
She packs his suitcase,
she sits and waits
With no expression upon her face
When she was thirty-six
she met him at the door
She said, "I'm sorry,
I don't love you anymore"
Everything runs right on time,
years of practice and design
Spit and polish till it shines,
he thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign,
safest place you'll ever find
God forbid you'd change your mind,
he thinks he'll keep her
For fifteen years she had a job
and not one raise in pay
Now she's in the typing pool
at minimum wage
Everything runs right on time,
years of practice and design
Spit and polish till it shines,
he thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign,
safest place you'll ever find
At least until you change your mind,
he thinks he'll keep her |
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