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Out the door she walked slamming it behind herI'm dialing the telephone.dying just to find herthere I sit; master of all I survey"she'll crawl back on her hands and knees someday"so I punched a hole in the wall with my fistput on Julie London and I knocked back a fifth"how come this shit always happens to me,when I'm such a fucking sweetheart it's a mystery."I walked upstairs fell flat on my facepassed out and dreamed of a beautiful placeand when everything seemed to be going my wayI woke up in a puddle of puke where I lay.I put the sheets in the washertook the covers to the cleanersas my head pounds, I get impatient and meanerback at the house I put the Tar Babies onpulled out the poker and cleaned out the bongand as the resin stars rising to my headRalphy starts thinking he'd be better off deadsomehow my life just seems so incompletewaking up alone in the pukey sheets.Well I'm not stupid just a little bit dense when I'mwondering where the heck is my white picket fence,Letras de cancioneshouse in the 'burbs with the 2.3 bratsinstead of living here with the vomit and the rats.Well now I'm sitting here in my dingy little hoveland I'm wishing that my life was a romance novelsweep me off my feet, baby take me away(I crawled back on my hands and knees today)happily ever after we can live in my castleeven though dealing with me is just hassle after hassleI'll put up Mantovani we could dance on the ceilingwhile I play out the same scene once more with feeling.What's my motivation? it don't make no sensewhere the heck is my white picket fence?I thought love was gonna save my lifethere ought to be a law against me having a wifeso out the door she walked slamming it behind her From Letras Mania