Mr. Right and Mrs. Right

Mr. Right and Mrs. Right
Live down there by the sea
Years after he proposed to her
With ring and bended knee

Mr. Right and Mrs. Right
Truly adore each other
He loves her female qualities
As housewife and as mother

To Mrs. Right what matters most
Is the size of his purse
His sometimes so demanding cock
To her is just a curse

Yes, Mr. Right and Mrs. Right,
They keep their lives so clean
He f***s around behind her back
‘cause openly is mean

And Mrs. Right really enjoys
The bucks that are hush-money
She buys herself some pretty stuff
And says “I love you, honey!”

For Mr. Right and Mrs. Right
There are no dirty deeds
As long as the sweet lies they tell
Are whiter than the sheets

So Mrs. Right tells feminists
As gentle as a dove
It is alright to be a slave
If you just call it love

May 2006