Morcheeba - Woman Lose Weight Lyrics
What a surpriserOpen your eyes, AWoman advisorThe name of this entertainment is women lose weightOur first years of marriage everything was just greatBut after two kids and the weight gain factorThe fact is now she's completely unattractiveLook, fat chicks, I don't mean to sound rudeI tell her nice hit the gym and don't eat so much foodBut no, 'You're shallow, you need to run the course of unconditional love andSo forth'But how, If desire's not there that's just delaymentDivorce is, child support, alimony paymentsMy happiness I doubt discouragedSo hurry for an easier way out of this marriageMeanwhile my secretary June, well groomed'When you gonna leave your wife?'I tell her soon monny soon I assumeOr my destiny is blueInterestingly the only thing left for me to doIs to kill herWhat a surpriserOpen your eyes, AWoman advisorI'm going to have to kill herOf course there's laws which enforces divorcesI'm send that ass rightTo the morgue missMy plans against or shenanigans kinda ran thinKnowing nothing about poisoning and I can't swimBad intentions pumping, might as wall become numbCut her lungs or the obvious robbery gone wrongBut the catch is do I have the nerve to dispatch thisWho can I get to help me murder this fat chick?I guess I'll have to play a dude robbingOn Wednesday the day she usually goes food shoppingAnyway, long story shor; hit the side of her ChryslerAnd sent it clean over the dividerYou bastard she said as the wreck went tumbling down the hillI thought she has to be deadLater on, ger a call from a Lieutenant O'RourkeHad me leaping like a frog"We need you at the morgue'So I selfishly pursueBoo Hoo there was nothing else left for me to doI have to kill herWhat a surpriserScreaming who done took my heartActing shaken up a lotAt the funeral, though everyone was looking at me oddLike I did itLike I was the reason my mates slainMurmuring, I heard he was displeased with her weight gainWhile my secretary, sort of a sexy blonde, can't lookAll she doea is order from restaurantsAll of the sex you wantI doubt could addressClothes not washed proper and house look a messAnd talking to detectives that was waiting outsideHow I took a long lunch break day the wife diedI darn near turned paleAnd because of betrayalThey indicted me and gave me an impossible bailGood fortune to anyone admiring the rawtentMoral of the story is desire is importantSo watch your weight it will keep your mate smittenIt's a givenThough looking back I realise I didn't have to kill herWhat a surpriserWell there you have itKeep trim keep your marriages healthyYou know what I meanA small message from Morcheeba adn Slick Rick rulerPeace
