My little wife she sleeps a lot She don't need to go to bed She sleeps so much on the sofa At night things go round in her head.
She came to bed one night But no she couldn't sleep She said she had visions of a blonde And threw a vase at me to keep.
That made I smile as if I would I loves her, I loves her oh so dear Especially when she goes to the supermarket And brings me back a six pack of beer.
That dear woman I wouldn't be without She baths me, shaves me, and cleans the loos Goes to work and then goes and cleans out the muels Washes me clothes and polishes me shoes.
I don't understand why she keeps sleeping She only washed and polished the car you see Then after work she mowed the lawn Decorated the kitchen and got me tea.
She always seems to be tired it puzzles me I suppose she'll be out shopping tonight I don't mind as long she brings me doughnuts for supper And then fixes the tiles in the bathroom and the hallway light.
I don't want to spoil her happiness She is as happy as the day is long She loves that little ole sofa ya know She must do other night I heard her singing a song.
'My husbands a lazy bastard he don't do nothin all day Exept sit at that puter and type and type away He thinks he is a poet he's the only one don't know it But I loves my little poet more than I can say.
Cause we been married for many a year now And I loves him for being loyal and straight Without love my friend life would be a fake For love ain't here to lend true love is fate.'