| Where is she | |
| When the little thing cries? | |
| She lies in a bed | |
| With a friend of mine. | |
| But some nights | |
| She'll run back in fright | |
| If she picks on a dick | |
| That's too big for her pride. | |
| Oh! Oh! | |
| Why did I ever go marry her? | |
| I was a child! | |
| I'm holding the baby, | |
| She's ran-tanning constantly. | |
| She saw me coming for miles. | |
| She saw me open wide. | |
| Four o'clock | |
| And the key's in the lock. | |
| And she's been on the win [The word might be 'wing'.] | |
| And she's stinking of drink. | |
| Wakes the kid, | |
| So I put him to sleep, | |
| And she's in there all night, | |
| Doubled over the sink. | |
| Oh! Oh! | |
| Why did I ever go marry her? | |
| I was a child! | |
| I'm holding the baby, | |
| She's ran-tanning constantly. | |
| She saw me coming for miles. | |
| She saw me open wide. | |
| Open wide. | |
| Open wide. |