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Don't get married girls, you'll sign away your life |
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You may start off as a woman but you'll end up as the wife |
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You could be a vestal virgin, take the veil and be a nun |
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But don't get married girls for marriage isn't fun |
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Oh, it's fine when you're romancing and he plays the lover's part |
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You're the roses in his garden, you're the flame that warms his heart |
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And his love will last forever and he'll promise you the moon |
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But just wait until you're wedded, then he'll sing a different tune |
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You're his tapioca pudding, you're the dumplings in his stew |
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But he'll soon begin to wonder what he ever saw in you |
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Still he takes without complaining all the dishes you provide |
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For you see he's got to have his bit of jam tart on the side |
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So don't get married girls, it's very badly paid |
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You may start off as the mistress but you'll end up as the maid |
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Be a daring deep sea diver, be a polished polyglot |
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But don't get married girls, for marriage is a plot |
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Have you seen him in the morning with a face that looks like death? |
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With dandruff on his pillow and tobacco on his breath |
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And he needs some reassurance with his cup of tea in bed |
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For he's worried by the mortgage and the bald patch on his head |
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And he's sure that your his mother, lays his head upon your breast |
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So you try to boost his ego, iron his shirt and warm his vest |
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Then you get him off to work, the mighty hunter is restored |
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And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford |
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So don't get married girls, men they're all the same |
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They just use you when they need you, you'd do better on the game |
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Be a call girl, be a stripper, be a hostess, be a whore |
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But don't get married girls, for marriage is a bore |
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When he comes home in the evening he can hardly spare a look |
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All he says is "What's for dinner?" After all you're just the cook |
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But when he takes you to a party, well, he eyes you with a frown |
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For you know you've got to look your best, you mustn't let him down |
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And he'll clutch you with that "Look-what-I've-got" twinkle in his eyes |
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Like he's entered for a raffle and he's won you for the prize |
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Ah, but when the party's over you'll be slogging through the sludge |
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Half the time a decoration and the other half a drudge |
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So don't get married, it'll drive you round the bend |
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It's the lane without a turning, it's the end without an end |
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Take a lover every Friday, take up tennis, be a nurse |
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But don't get married girls, for marriage is a curse |
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Then you get him off to work, the mighty hunter is restored |
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And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford |
