It's true you'll get married
I give you many, many warm wishes
And if I don't come you'll understand
And if this is the choice
It's right, only you know
He's the perfect man you wanted
And you don't want to change him anymore
Do the shopping and balance the books at month's end to
'Having a kid, a dog
And face mother-in-law, brother-in-law, nephews, relatives
Bingo at Christmas, recurring headaches
And thanks for the invite
But I really can't make it
I've got so, so many, too many commitments
And I think maybe I'll leave
Is that that perfect man you wanted you never
Do the shopping and balance the books at month's end to
'Having a kid, a dog
And face mother-in-law, brother-in-law, nephews, relatives
Bingo at Christmas, recurring headaches