When Death Do Us Part

When death do us part He’d get on me nerves this man of mine Under my feet, he was there all the time, If I asked him repeat the words I’d just said He’d look up in horror his face full of dread He’d go to the drawer and leave it then open But now that he’s gone my poor heart is broken There on the floor he would dump all his clothes Couldn’t find his socks right under his nose He’d rant and he’d rave when his team failed to score His head hit the pillow and he’d start to snore But now that he’s gone my poor heart is broken Oh, how I miss those drawers being open