and the baby's things are packed
But before we leave I'll shine your shoes
And the paper on the table's
I cut the grass and I even rake the yard
Then I went and washed your car
All your shirts are pressed
if you decide to get dressed
And I just restocked the liquor in your bar
Your shoe -shine girl's leavin' you
Your gardener and your carpenter
I don't know where I'll be
and I don't know what I'll do
But it doesn't worry me, I'll get along
And everything you taught me
won't be going down the drain
Cause the Jill of all traits can't go wrong
Your shoes shine, girl, believe in you
You're banker and you're trashman,
Your shoes shine, girl, believe in you
Your shoes shine, girl, believe in you
