The Look

When two people get married A new language will unfold The man knows not to question why Just do what he is told She never has to say a word It all comes in that glare It's the look that men never speak about The "you better not do that" stare You know the one I speak of Like when a woman passes by And if she catches you looking at her You get that evil eye Or when you say something stupid And she just shakes her head You know the look I'm talking about That one that says, "You're dead" Or when you're at her mother's You better not say a word You know her eyes are watching you Even if she's never heard So when you learn this language Your words will surely die The look she'll give will be enough To even make a grown man cry