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If you take a sock off, then |
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I'll take a sock off. |
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We'll do one for one 'til we're both bare. |
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And with our tongues click-clicking, the big bright clock stops ticking as we make a right mess of your hair. |
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Then we'll make plans for dinner, though my gut's got no thinner since |
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I've been letting you feed it. |
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And you're useless at drinking, but these days |
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I've been thinking |
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I doubt we're going to need it. |
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And if you stop bleeding and we took to breeding, you know our son would be a hit. |
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And as for our daughter, all suitors she'd slaughter with her brains and her beauty and her wit. |
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After the flirting and after the swooning, with nerves put to bed it's all just fine tuning. |
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And we'll never get bored with our routine and pattern when |
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I'm your house-husband and you are my slattern. |
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But one day |
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I might cut loose and |
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I just won't be much use and so you'll push me away - so do your best, and make me pay. |
