She's his wife
She's his life
and he doesn't understand
that he can
be his own man
even with the wedding band.

Works all day
bills to pay
then walks back home to his street
cooks her meals
when she feels
like returning home to eat

Makes her laugh
runs her bath
half an hour to himself
soon's she's done
number one
goes right back up on the shelf

He ain't got no time to play
spends all of his holiday
by her sister's bed, holding her hand.
While he's there he guiltily
Wishes they were by the sea
enjoying a little bit of sun and sand.

Reprimand
her demands
must come first and this he knows
cos he loves her
bove all others
e'en himself, that's how it goes.

Meanwhile she
doesn't see
that he slowly fades away.
Knows he's there
and he cares
Darlin he'll be gone someday.

When he's gone
you'll go on
will you even note the change
you'll never find
another so kind
It'll never be the same.

You're his wife
You're his life
He will never understand
that he can
be his own man
even with the wedding band.

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a/n the gender's could be altered, just these fit best
for purposes of the rhyme scheme.