Russ abbot – An Ode To A Spouse
Genre Pop

LYRIC
An Ode To A Spouse

Your mom is out at work
Now she's got a job
We miss the love and touch around the house
She was right you're mold and an end fault
I'd rather be a man than be a spouse

[Come on, look what I've got]

And stop there, your gran is in bed
So keep the noise down, will ya
Wipe your feet, blow your nose, I'm trying to cook
The dinner
Give me a pan, I'll open a can
And you can set the table
Butter the bread
Make it spread
This can has got no label
Your moms is out at work
Now she's got a job
We miss the love and touch around the house
Shе was right you're mold and an end fault
I'd rather bе a man than be a spouse

[Got me rubbing the chairs]

You can wash and you can dry
And don't you answer back
Mind your lip I warned you
I'll keep you such a crack
Feed the dog, fetch a log
I forgot we've got central heating
And into the shop you can't have sweets
That's all you seem to be yeeting

Your mom is out at work
Now she's got a job
We miss the love and touch around the house
She was right you're mold and an end fault
I'd rather be a man than be a spouse

[Hold your sticky fingers, will ya?]

Where you off, don't be late
You've got school in the morning
You've got exams, you've got to pas
I'm giving you a warning
Feed the baby, use a spoon
Remember she's your sister
Your mom's got a job from 9 to 5
And boy how we missed her
Your mom is out at work
Now she's got a job
We miss the love and touch around the house
She was right you're mold and an end fault
I'd rather be a man than be a spouse

I'll tell you something alright
There's a moral
To this story
And I'll try to keep it brief
I hope your mother gets the sack
It will be such a great relief

Your mom's out at work
Now she's got a job
We miss the love and touch around the house
She was right you're mold and an end fault
I'd rather be a man
I'd rather be a man
I'd rather be a man than be a spouse!!!

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