They don’t explain it in the movies
That unexpected whirlwind romance, doo doo doo
And when the credits roll right by you
You snap out of that godawful trance, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
He calls me baby in the mor
And that is just fine, doo doo doo, doo doo doo
And now I’m flipping pancakes for his flippin’ kids that aren’t mine
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo
And I’d rather be in a six-foot pit then spend another day with you
I’d rather be in a six-foot pit then spend another day with you
And your mind all the time
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Reading comics at the day job
And the time rolls right by, doo doo doo, doo doo doo
And when you’re fired from your day job
You can’t live off a painter’s paycheck, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo
And I’d rather live in a six-foot box then spend another day with you
I’d rather live in a six-foot box then spend another day with you
And your mind all the time
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo
And how can you live in a six-inch world when there’s so much left to do, doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo