Little Black Book

I sure am glad I got married Dating's like russian roulette You pull the trigger and hope for the best A night you'll never forget Dinner and a movie Is the beginning of this dating prequel And if she gives you a goodnight kiss It might just become a sequel Then comes all that waiting Wondering when you should call You don't wanna look to desperate Or worse, not interested at all And what about those sweaty palms As you reach to take her hand You want her to think you're masculine And not some kind of girlyman So marriage is your final reward For all those years you've waited And finally retire your little black book Of all the girls you've dated