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