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PETTICOAT DICTATOR




A hard worker is this one
Rises with the morning sun
Doesn't stop working til setting sun
Moon is out she's scurrying about
Both shoulders gave out
After operations was still working
Some drink alcohol shes a workaholic
They shoot horses put to pasture
She went down stairs in darkness too faster
Doc said nothing was really broke
But two weeks keep her in bed bloke
She's already got notes what to do tomorrow
I've hidden the crutches to her sorrow
She's getting breakfast lunch and dinner in bed
You think she'd like that your out of your head
This workaholic dances to a different drummer
When this knee heals I am in trouble
Shes writing notes to me what to do what a bummer!
Think this is what love is all about
Oh--oh moving in the back room heard her shout
"Where is my crutches I can work on a pillow!"
I'm putting a padlock on the door she can't get out
Guys and girls, that's what love is about



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