Lyric Song She Doesn t Have to Shave:
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She was washing the dishes
When she burst into tears
It was the time of the month
She was up to her ears
I put my arms round her neck
I said sit down a while
Cry as much as you like
I ll do the dishes
Tell me what s on your mind
There s a boiling point
That you re bound to reach
When it s all your fault
And you re half asleep
She s lucky she doesn t have to shave
I m so lucky I m not doubled up with pain
Her eyes were like pools
Filled with newly wed tears
She was sat doubled up
With her hands on her ears
I felt useless
I smiled and I shrugged
I was sweet as could be
As I poured her some milk
Here was my flower
That was ready to wilt
A fairy tale finish
We flaked out on the floor
It was match of the day
On the TV what s more
I fell asleep at half time
We had had a right result
It was kisses and hugs
At the end of the day
She s the one that I love
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