“The time has come,”My girlfriend said“To speak of many thingsThe state of our relationshipThe state of my heart stringsYou NEVER buy me jewelryOr other fancy things!
It seems to be impossibleFor you to share your feelingsYou only ever talk of sportsOr your financial dealingsIn all the rooms where we make loveI merely stare at ceilings
And you refuse to tie me up(There’s something wrong with that)And though you never pet the pupYou always kick the catThere’s lipstick on your collarI begin to smell a rat
At this point all my patience fledAnd, though I seem a rotterI cannot STAND the “We must talk”So I went ahead and shot her
“The time has come,”My girlfriend said“To speak of many thingsThe state of our relationshipThe state of my heart stringsYou NEVER buy me jewelryOr other fancy things!
It seems to be impossibleFor you to share your feelingsYou only ever talk of sportsOr your financial dealingsIn all the rooms where we make loveI merely stare at ceilings
And you refuse to tie me up(There’s something wrong with that)And though you never pet the pupYou always kick the catThere’s lipstick on your collarI begin to smell a rat
At this point all my patience fledAnd, though I seem a rotterI cannot STAND the “We must talk”So I went ahead and shot her