What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor
The name of this entertainement is:
"Women Lose Weight"
Our first years of mariage everything was just great
But after two kids
And a weight gain factor
The fact is
Now she's completely unattractive
Look fat chicks
I don't mean to sound rude
I tell her nice hit the gym
And don't eat so much food
But no
Your shallow
You need to run the course of unconditionnal love and so forth
But how if desire's is not there
That's just delayment
Divorce is, child support, alimony payments
My unhappiness, I doubt, discouraged
So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage
Meanwhile my secretary June well groomed
When you gonna leave your wife
I tell her soon mommy soon i assume
Or my destiny is blue
Interestingly
The only thing left for me to do is to kill her
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her.
Of course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
What a surpriser
Open your eyes, A
Woman advisor
I'm gonna have to kill her.
Of course there's laws which enforces divorces
Send that ass right to the morgue miss
My plans against or shenanigans
Kinda ran thin
Knowin' nothing about poisoning
And I can't swim
Bad intentions pumping
Might as well become numb
Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong
But the catch is do I have the nerve to dispatch this
Who could I get to help me murder this fat chick
I guess I'll have to play a dude robbin on wednesday
The day she usually goes food shopping
Anyway, long story short hit the side of her Chrysler
And sent her clean over the divider
"You bastard" she said as the wreck went tumblin down the hill
I thought "she has to be dead".
Later on get a call
(from a) Lieutenant O'Rourke
(had me)
