Every day
Trying to comprehend what she say
But it all comes out like jello, eh?
She's always trying to tell me
'Bout the things I do
I can't stand it
It's gotta be her own damn way
It's gotta be that or the highway
Now I hear her yelling
"God, NOW what did you do?!"

Oh yeah, oh yeah
She's my bride and I love her
She's 'Sweetie' for life
Oh yeah, oh yeah
But I do not dare do things on my own
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh, I try to follow the meaning of wife
It never works out that way
Cranks with no thanks!

It's the way
That the clothes get dried and soaped,
Which way the toilet paper rolls,
Or how to drive downtown--
Washing dishes, too!
"You don't do it right"
Is all she seems to say
She's the right, and I'm the wrong, hey
Maybe she just acts like
Her Mom or Pop did too?

Oh yeah, oh yeah
She's my bride and I love her
Oh yeah, oh yeah
She's 'Sweetie' for life
Oh yeah, oh yeah
If not for her, I would have no ringtone
Oh yeah, oh yeah
I'll just try to follow the meaning of wife
So I can have a peaceful day
Manx, where's my thanks?

Oh yeah!
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
She's my bride, and I love her
She's 'Sweetie' for life
If it's up to me, I'd do it on my own
Lose the pride, now swallow the reaming from wife
Upcoming Sweetest Day?
Skanks, get no thanks!