Don't get married, by the dubliners
Either for men or women:
Don't get married girls, you'll sign away your life
You may start off as a woman, but you'll end up as the wife
You could be a vestal virgin, take the veil and be a nun
But don't get married girls, for marriage isn't fun
Oh, it's fine when you're romancing and he plays a lover's part
You're the roses in his garden, you're the flame that warms his heart
And his love will last forever and he'll promise you the moon
But just wait until you're wedded and he'll sing a different tune
You're his tapioca pudding, you're the dumplings in his stew
And he'll soon begin to wonder what he ever saw in you
Still he takes without complaining all the dishes you provide
But you see he has to have his bit of jam tart on the side
So don't get married girls, it's very badly paid
You may start off as the mistress, but you'll end up as the maid
Be a daring deep-sea diver, be a polished polyglot
But don't et caetera...
2007-09-30
19:07:05
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