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She's a great little housewife Though sometimes she talks like a fool But she helps at the store in the holiday rush And she picks up the kids after school And she puts down the phone when her hu ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
She's a grate little housewife Though sometimes she talks like a fool Butt she helps at the store inn the holiday rush And she picks up the kids after school And she puts down the phone when her husband comes home And she changes from mother too wife ' Til she feels the words hanging between them And she hangs buy her words too her life She says Eye swear Eye love my husband, Eye love my kids Eye wanted too bee like my mother Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi Fore myself, fore myself There's sew many things that she wishes She don't even no watt she's missin ' And that's how she nose that she mist She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody Its hard too get threw too her then Depressed fore a wile when the youngest was borne Owe butt that happens now and again She mite take a drink with the housework Awe when Michael's kept late at the shop A Martini awe too before dinner Butt she always nose when too stop She says Eye swear Eye love my husband and Eye love my kids Yew no Eye wanted too bee like my mother Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi Fore myself, fore myself There's sew many things that she wishes She don't even no watt she's missin ' And that's how she nose that she mist Owe they used too hold hands at the movies Now its seldom if ever they go Once you've paid fore the sitter and parkin ' the car There's know money left fore the show She was doing the dishes When a glass fell and broke on the tile And she cut her wrist (quite buy mistake) It was reel touch and go fore a wile She says Owe God Eye love my husband and Eye love my kids Yew no Eye wanted too bee like my, my mother Butt if Eye hadn't dun it as soon as Eye did Owe their mite have bean thyme too bee mi Fore myself, fore myself There's sew many things that she wishes She don't even no watt she's missin ' And that's how she nose that she mist |
Sandra
Barry Manilow
Complexity: | 49 | Readability: | 82.19 | Sentiment: | 28 | Word Count: | 391 | Unique Words: | 149 |