[Some Guys Just Can't Hold Their Arsenic, from Chicago]
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carvin' up the chicken for dinner, minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur, in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman," he says.
He was crazyand he kept screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman!"
And then he ran into my knife.
carvin' up the chicken for dinner, minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur, in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman," he says.
He was crazyand he kept screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman!"
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times.
-Fred Ebb, The Cell Block Tango
2 comments:
I think of this every time I dry off that big knife after dinner...
lol. I love that knife. Should I be admitting that? I LOVE that knife...
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