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He Thinks He will Keep Her


He Thinks He’ll Keep Her

She makes his coffee, she makes his bed She does the laundry, she keeps him fed When she was twenty-one she wore her mother’s lace She said, “forever, ” with a smile upon her face

She does the carpool, she P.T.A.’s Doctors and dentists, she drives all day When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three And ev’ry Christmas card showed a perfect family

Ev’rything runs right on time Years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines, he thinks he’ll keep her Ev’rything is so benign The safest place you’ll ever find God forbid you change your mind, he thinks he’ll keep her

She packs his suitcase, she sits and waits With no expression upon her face When she was thirty-six she met him at their door She said, “I’m sorry, I don’t love you any more”

Ev’rything runs right on time Years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines, he thinks he’ll keep her Ev’rything is so benign The safest place you’ll ever find God forbid you change your mind, he thinks he’ll keep her

For fifteen years she had a job and not one raise in pay Now she’s in the typing pool at minimum wage

Ev’rything runs right on time Years of practice and design Spit and polish till it shines, he thinks he’ll keep her Ev’rything is so benign The safest place you’ll ever find At least until you change your mind (he thinks he’ll keep her) all right

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