Silent Wife

Silent wife, laryngitis
Thank you, baby Jesus
All is quiet
Doctor said, "Could be four or five weeks
She'll be down to a whisper, unable to speak"
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace

Silent wife, laryngitis
Highly contagious, but it's working out fine
Called her family and cancelled our Christmas doll barby
Go annoy someone else, you mob of free loading bastards
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace

Silent wife, laryngitis
If you don't eat, you don't shit
And if you don't shit, you die
Serve fresh set of buns with hot chicken soup
If there's any left over, she can have some, too
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace

Silent wife, laryngitis
I'm doing me best, hoping she'll be alright
Rectal thermometer slipped out of her bum
Wiped it on her nighty slipped it under her tongue
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace

Silent wife (silent wife), laryngitis (laryngitis)
Hired a hot spunky nurse
Finally got it right
Make sure the missus gets plenty of sleep
So, it's Prozac for her and bed-baths for me
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace
Sweet heavenly peace, sweet heavenly peace



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Writer(s): Dennis Bryant
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