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Lovers Union

She said our marriage Was too much like a job While we must work to make a living It was time she laid me off She was sick of rules, she'd paid her dues Said I'll see you in the hall Then she told me that my pension Really was a little small I'm not sure when we joined the lovers union She thinks she's president Of our residence And that's led to some confusion I ain't out on strike But I feel the strife And I've come to the conclusion That I'd rather have my right to life Than be in this lovers union Now I'm not sure I care to ratify The contract that we entered in On our wedding night Cause It seems that all of our I do' s Have turned to our I dont' s And the grievance for her leaving Is that she feels all alone I'm not sure when we joined the lovers union She thinks she's president Of our residence And that's led to some confusion I ain't out on strike But I feel the strife And I've come to the conclusion That I'd rather have my right to life Than be in this lovers union So much for My seniority I lived in this house first But now she owns the keys And the picket fence I built One post at a time Left scabs upon my knees Man she crossed the line Like the minutes in the courtroom All her motions I declined When I found out what I once owned Was hers and never mine Now I'm not sure why I joined the lovers union I'll think long and hard Before I sign the card After this conclusion I ain't out on strike Yet I feel the strife All my money she's now using It's an expensive way one you'll probably pay If you join the lovers union

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