White
number one,
her confidence had gone
The pounds had piled upon
those dead -lit thighs
As she sank into the sand,
amidst my outstretched hand I could not understand her final cries
She did not feel me well,
she nagged me close to hell
Way faced but fine and well,
why are they surprised?
The women and their husbands,
they are chalk and they are cheese
You cannot call it true love until
one of you's on your knees
The wo men and their husbands,
they are nothing, they are self
Life just can't survive unless
you wear a hushed mouth
Life just can't survive unless you
learn the hard truth, man
Wife number two, so loyal and so true
Till the wind down
Bree's top blew, she was mine
But when she hit that railway track,
there was no going back
I watched her pour her crack
by the eight o' nine
She did my laundry right
I called her late at night
Asking her friends advice
Instead of mine
The wo men and their husbands
They are chucking, they are cheese
You cannot call it true love
Until one of you's on your knees
The wo men and their husbands
They are knocking, they are sound
Love just can't survive
Unless you learn to hush your mouth
Love just can't survive
Unless you learn to hush your mouth
Wife number three
She fell into the sea
But I had to let her be
I could not swim
As I stood there soaking wet
My only real regret
As I could not quite forget
she slept with him
The wo men and their husbands,
they are chalk and they are cheese
You cannot call it true love until
one of you's on your knees
The women and their husbands,
they are nothing, they are self
Love just can't survive unless
you learn a hush old man
Love just can't survive unless you
learn a hush old man
Wife number four, he loves me to the core,
so I like to stay indoors and watch
TV.
If he mentions going out,
he puts finger to my mouth and reminds me of wise men two and
three.
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