Текст песни The Beautiful South - Don`t Marry Her, слова песни The Beautiful South

Текст песни The Beautiful South - Don`t Marry Her

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Think of you with pipe and slippersThink of her in BedLaying there just watching tellyThen think of me insteadI`ll never grow so old and flabbyThat could never beDon`t marry her, fuck meAnd your love light shines like cardboardBut your work shoes are glisteningShe`s a Ph.D in `I told you so`You`ve a knighthood in `I`m not listening`She`ll grab your sweaty bollocksThen slowly raise her kneeDon`t marry her, fuck meAnd the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bayAnd you realise you can`t make it anywayYou have to wash the carTake the kiddies to the parkDon`t marry her, fuck meThose lovely Sunday morningsWith breakfast brought in bedThose blackbirds look like knitting needlesTrying to peck your headThose birds will peck your soul outAnd throw away the keyDon`t marry her, fuck meAnd the kitchen`s always tidyAnd the bathroom`s always cleanShe`s a diploma in `just hiding things`You`ve a first in `low esteem`When your socks smell of angelsBut your life smells of brieDon`t marry her, fuck meAnd the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bayAnd you realise you can`t make it anywayYou have to wash the carTake the kiddies to the parkDon`t marry her, fuck meAnd the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bayAnd you realise you can`t make it anywayYou have to wash the carTake the kiddies to the parkDon`t marry her, fuck me

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Don`t Marry Her

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