Shrink

Hate to break the bubble
I think you're in trouble tonight
You precious thing of mine
Show me what you'll do for a dime
I think you are nothing but my
Petit bourgeois bling

She stays at home all day
He hates it anyway
Darling, you ruined my life
Have a merry fucking life

And in my advice to you
Dear Carla, Angie, Betty, Sue
Relax and think that I'm
Your England even if it's you
I think you are nothing but my
Petit bourgeois bling

She stays at home all day
He hates it anyway
Darling, you ruined my life
Have a merry fucking life

On a Sunday afternoon
She drops her coffee spoon
He means to ask for milk
But she goes TILT-a-TILT-a-TILT-TILT
He calls her by the name
She knows that over is the game
He says he'll go away, away, away, away

What he has to say to you
Is to think of both of you
I know you sacrifice
When you fuck your precious wife
And you spend a lot of time
You have a merry fucking life
Don't leave her by the bed
It'll only mess up your own head

She stays at home all day
He hates it anyway
Darling, you ruined my life
Have a merry fucking life



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Writer(s): Burn Victoria
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