Don't Marry Her Have Me

Think of you with pipe and slippers
Think of her in bed
Laying there just watching telly
Then think of me instead

Ill never grow so old and flabby
That could never be
Dont marry her, have me

And your love light shines like cardboard
But your work shoes are glistening
She's a phd in I told you so
You've a knighthood in Im not listening
She'll grab your sandra bullocks
Then slowly raise her knee
Don't marry her, have me

And the sunday sun shines down on san francisco bay
And you realise you cant make it anyway
You have to wash the car
Take the kiddies to the park
Don't marry her, have me

Those lovely sunday mornings
With breakfast brought in bed
Those blackbirds look like knitting needles
Trying to peck your head
Those birds will peck your soul out
And throw away the key
Don't marry her, have me

And the kitchens always tidy
And the bathrooms always clean
She's a diploma in just hiding things
You've a first in low esteem
When your socks smell of angels
But your life smells of brie
Dont marry her, have me

And the sunday sun shines down on san francisco bay
And you realise you can't make it anyway
You have to wash the car
Take the kiddies to the park
Don't marry her, have me

And the sunday sun shines down on san francisco bay
And you realise you can't make it anyway
You have to wash the car
Take the kiddies to the park
Don't marry her, have me