Her father
was an admiral
In someone
elses navy
And
she had seen the World before I met her
She
would wash and cook and clean
And
all the other things between
And
like a fool I just sat there and met her
Now I
can feed and dress and wash myself
And
I can sleep without the light on
Honey,
I'm a big boy now
I don't
know what she does
With
all the money that I send her
She's
running round the town with the Young Pretender
I haven't
touched the garden
Since
the day she walked away
From
a love affair that bore only bitter fruit
She
took everything she wanted
Which
is why she left me here
With
these pots and pans and my old wedding suit
A letter
came one morning
That
she would not let me see
And
from that day I began to realise
That
she would one day break
The
home we tried to make
For
sinners cannot live in Paradise
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