You know how you spite your ex-husband?
You leave him, then marry his nephew.
Sleep.
Bye.
Satan and stuff.
yeah.
Sheep.
Dye.
Saran and fluff.
yell.
http://gh.ffshrine.org/song/1623/6
God, I love this song. If they played it at church to signal mass I'd show up.
As I was walking down the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish, I wish he'd go away.