I put the kids down, but I’m still up, if you know what I mean.
I put the garbage out and the dishes are clean.
You don’t have to worry about anything.
Except pretending that you still like me.
Turn up the music, I’ll get some wine.
Kick off your shoes. It’s time to unwind.
You can close your eyes and I’ll do that thing you like.
For better or worse, this is our love life.
I know your hip has been hurting
And that guy from your work has been flirting
But I’ve urges surging.
Even though your cat is lurking.
Even a mom’s got to get it on.
Aw yeah. More than you can handle
This shit’s lit like scented candles
The baby monitor is set up on the mantle
Deal or No Deal, Howie Mandel?
Turn up the music, I’ll get some wine.
Kick off your shoes. It’s time to unwind.
You can close your eyes and I’ll do that thing you like.
For better or worse, this is our love life.
Oh. I see. You’re already pretending to be sleeping.
© Michael Salamone – Salatone Recordings – Michael Salamone Publishing
