You don't take a shower
You don't put the seat down
You hardly cook for me anymore
When I come home from the bar where I spend half the day
I remember when
Your manners didn't bug me
You used to aim when you pee'd
Now after frank 'n beans late at
night
Well, I can't hold it in
So I just let it fly
And it stinks like a meadow
Full of steaming cowpies
You could say excuse me
You could turn the fan on
You don't smell like flowers
Anymore
