Hey, I got a wife at home
I got a wife at home
I got a wife shes the apple of my life
But I wish she would leave me alone
When I hear
Hang your clothes up
Wipe your feet off
Goodness sakes dont slam the door
Fix the socks and dry the dishes
Cant you see whats in the drawer
Hang the picture
Set the table
Dont drop ashes on the floor
Heat the bottle
Change the baby
She dont love me anymore
He dont love her anymore
There he goes right out the door
Hell be back bout half past ten
And then shell start right in again
Tack the shade up
Wash the windows
Wipe the handprints off the door
Change the light bulbs
Scrub the bathtub
Pick the toys up from the floor
Tape the lamp cord
Make some coffee
Burn the garbage
Oil the door
Get the kids
And call my mother
She dont love me anymore
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| I got a wife at home
I got a wife at home
I got a wife shes the apple of my life
But I wish she would leave me alone
When I hear
OK OK Ill do it
Yeah OK
Honey, honey
Please, honey
Yeah Ill do it
QUIET!!
He dont love her anymore
There he goes right out the door
Hell be back bout half past ten
And then shell start right in again
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