She make is coffee, she make his bed
She does the laundry, she keeps him fed
When she was twenty-one she wore her mother's lace
She said forever whit a smile upon her face
Shw does the carpool, she p.t.a's
Doctors and dentists, shw drives all day
When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three
And every christmas card showed a perfect family
Everything runs right on tim, years of practice and design
Spit and polish til it shines, hi thinks he'll keep her
Everything is so benign, the safest place you'll ever find
God forbid you'd change your mind, he thinks he'll keep her
Shw packs his suitcase, she sits and waits
With no expression upon her face
When she was thirty-six she met him at their door
She said i'm sorry, i don't love you anymore
For 15 years she had a job and not one one raise in pay
Now she's in the typing pool at minimum of wage
(at least until you change your mind)