Partly owned to her house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used a diaphragm Put back into the case A one way trip down memory lane As she awaits I don`t wanna know Cheat me I don`t wanna know Children play in the yard Mother stares at a wall Father says he`s gonna be back late So don`t wait up About a quarter to 3 Father stares at a wall Stained thicker than water Who`s gonna clean it up
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