Housewife's Blues
Everything Always Ends Up On The Floor..
(Housewife's Blues)
By Tom Tognaci
You surmise, everything has its place,
Including old housewives, that don a bitter face
But where's the compromise?
Everything always ends up on the floor
Made a queen, kept in a house of cards,
A porcelain figurine, in this glass house bound for shards
Complaints are viewed obscene
Everything always ends up on the floor
You say, everything's OK, responding nonchalantly with a shrug
But your mess, you have to confess, is too big to be swept under the rug
I suppose, I'll take it as it comes
But, no one ever knows how the bed sheets, wine, the crumbs...
...the nanny's pantyhose
Everything always ends up on the floor.....
Everything always ends up on the floor.....
Everything always ends up on the floor