You got a grown man for a boyfriend,
So you better treat him just like a baby.
He s a saint on Sunday, he s a bum on Monday;
The rest of the week he s just crazy.
He s unpredictable, like an animal,
Proud as an eagle, big and strong like a bear;
He s a snake and a frog, he s a pig and a dog;
There s a menagerie that s living in there.
You ll be his princess--forever after, yes--
If you keep acting like you re always sixteen.
He is the king, ruling the kingdom s his thing;
c D (don t you forget it)
Just remember his mother is queen.
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Sometimes he fools around when he goes out of town
But sooner or later he s bound to get caught.
He loves coming home, but then he has to roam;
Mr. Ambivalence is the guy that you ve got.
He s got some problems--no, you can t solve them--
He s got some goblins he can t exorcise.
Mostly he wants to cry, he s afraid to die,
But he s living life like it s a booby prize.
He wishes he were young, a little better hung,
And he s paranoid you feel that way too;
So reassure him, you ll never cure him,
But he still needs his daily dose of you.
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