What a surpriser

Open your eyes, A

Woman advisor



The name of this entertainment is women lose weight

Our first years of marriage everything was just great

But after two kids and the weight gain factor

The fact is now she's completely unattractive

Look, fat chicks, I don't mean to sound rude

I tell her nice hit the gym and don't eat so much food

But no, 'You're shallow, you need to run the course of unconditional love and

so forth'

But how, If desire's not there that's just delayment

Divorce is, child support, alimony payments

My happiness I doubt discouraged

So hurry for an easier way out of this marriage



Meanwhile my secretary June, well groomed

'When you gonna leave your wife?'

I tell her soon monny soon I assume

Or my destiny is blue

Interestingly the only thing left for me to do

Is to kill her



What a surpriser

Open your eyes, A

Woman advisor



I'm going to have to kill her

Of course there's laws which enforces divorces

I'm send that ass right

To the morgue miss

My plans against or shenanigans kinda ran thin

Knowing nothing about poisoning and I can't swim

Bad intentions pumping, might as wall become numb

Cut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrong

But the catch is do I have the nerve to dispatch this

Who can I get to help me murder this fat chick?

I guess I'll have to play a dude robbing

On Wednesday the day she usually goes food shopping

Anyway, long story shor; hit the side of her Chrysler

And sent it clean over the divider

You bastard she said as the wreck went tumbling down the hill

I thought she has to be dead

Later on, ger a call from a Lieutenant O'Rourke

Had me leaping like a fro