Yeah, I love to shove my wives away.
I love to shove my wives away.
I love to shove, shove, shove, shove my wives away, it’s true.

Quite soon, their hugging becomes boring;
I want someone new in my sight.
I say, “Take a walk!” because it’s time
to get another to treat me right.

Yeah, I love to shove my wives away.
I love to shove my wives away
I love to shove, old loves, shove my wives away, it’s true.

The time has come to find a new wife, on the double…
lost count—on which one am I?
My latest marriage is a pile of rubble,
and I know just why.

Yeah, I love to shove old wives away.
I love to shove old wives away.
I love to shove, old loves, former wives away, it’s true.

Each mate becomes like a splinter
that has been stuck in a corner of my eye.
This Russian bureau has got ’em—
it’s time for another buy.

So I’m gonna find one for a new day.
And when I find one, a slew I’ll pay.
Then I will hump, hump, hump
till another one is due.

Yeah, I love to shove my wives away.
I love to shove my wives away
I love to shove, shove, shove…up to number 22.