Partly owned tuder house

Wooden white picket fence

Mother waits for father

In a backless dress

Hardly used diaphram

Put back into his case

A one way trip down memory lane

As she awaits



I don't wanna know

Cheat me I don't wanna know



Children play in the yard

Mother stares at a wall

Father says he's gonna be back late

So don't wait up

About a quarter to 3

Father stares at a wall

Stained thicker than water

Who's gonna clean it up