Think of you with a wide nighty
Think of him in bed
He wants some nookie,but you say
You've pain in your head

I'll never grow so dull and farty
That could never be

Don't marry him,screw me

And you have to clean the carpet
And wash the dishes too
Make the kids' lunches
While they watch "Scooby-doo"

And when you're in the shower
He'll be there just to pee

Don't marry him,screw me

And while he reads the news of Guantanamo Bay
You sit there wondering why you couldn't've been gay
You have to drive the car
In the carpool lane
Don't marry him,screw me

Those lovely Sunday mornings
With breakfast brought in bed
You say he's a sweety,but you actually
Want him dead

That guy will ruin your looks
He'll make you fat and sweaty

Don't marry him,screw me

Keeping everything tidy
Sparkling clean and inane
All those cleaning products
Driving you insane

And when the homework needs some helpin'
You'll say:"Crap,it's chemistry"

Don't marry him,screw me

And all you have to look forward to is the new Cosmopolitan
With articles like "10 ways to please your man"
And it doesn't say how to
Make him leave
Don't marry him,screw me



And it goes like that pretty much every day
From the month of June to the month of May
You have to cook the meals
Take the trash to the cans
Don't marry him,screw me-e-e