Trash — текст песни (Bobs)

A person`s home should be their castle
(When I`m at home I want to feel like royalty)
But I don`t want to be the queen of this mess
(Never before have I seen such misery)
Living with my baby is a hassle
(When he`s at home he doesn`t care
Never combs his hair)
I`m puttin` him out on the curb unless he cleans this
Garbage up
My baby loves
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I`ve got to dig & dig & dig
Just to find the bathroom in the morning
My baby loves
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I think it`s time to trash my baby
Well home is where the heart is
(God what a mess it gives me cardiac arrest)
But my heart isn`t willing to stay there
(Crumbs in the bed I can`t get no rest)
My man never learned to pick up his
(Pardon the small you know he never does the laundry)
Dirty shirts and socks and underwear
He doesn`t even care
Talkin` bout
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I`ve got to dig & dig & dig
Just to find the bathroom in the morning
My baby loves
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I think it`s time to trash my baby
If cleanliness is next to godliness
(One year of Sunday papers blocking the door)
Then my baby is a heathen and a heretic
(Ants so thick your feet never touch the floor)
He worships at the altar of sloppiness
(And fills the collection plate with cigarette butts)
I`m gonna lace his food with arsenic
And have him hauled away
I`m picking up
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I`ve got to dig & dig & dig
Just to find the bathroom in the morning
My baby loves
Trash
My baby leaves his trash all over the house
I think it`s time to trash my baby
I`m gonna call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away
I`m gonna call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away
I`m gonna call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away
I`m gonna call my garbageman
Haul my baby and all of his trash away