Dottie West
D.I.V.O.R.C.E.
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little manSo we spell out the words we don't want him to understandLike T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-EBut the words we're hiding from him nowTear the heart right out of me[Chorus]Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final todayMe and little J-O-E will be goin' awayI love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for meOh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-EWatch him smile, he thinks it Christmas or his 5th BirthdayAnd he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y spells fun or playI spell out all the hurtin' words, and turn my head when I speak'Cause I can't spell away this hurtThat's drippin' down my cheek[Chorus]
From Letras Mania