Married Mandolin

Written by Wim Venema From The Lazy Sunday Dream album MidslandWhere have you been she screams in his faceHolding her breath and then holding her paceHoney I know that look in your eyeYou better make up some damn good liesHoney I had to work till lateHey don't make me laugh it's a quarter past eightBaby you haven't been sleeping home tonightYou better make sure your alibi´s rightAnd the married man, he goes out every nightIt's a pity she knows how much he liesHe's got two kids, a dog and a wifeA family man needs a family lifeMarried man he get´s fat and baldHe needs a proof he ain't grown too oldfor the beautiful ladiesThe married man don´t love her no moreHer place in his heart resembles a soreBut a divorce aint good for the kidsSo he decided to keep it all hidLike most of the men of his age he wondersHow to get out of the burden he´s underHe needs a girl to fit the dressHe bought for his wife, in ´65And the married man died a long long time agoWhen he said yes he should have said noBought himself a big fat CadillacWith two fine girls sitting in the backMake a big crash against a treeAnd all of the girls go shoutingWe never gonna get married This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit shinyribs.substack.com/subscribe