Perfect Girls Songtext / Lyric

You mend the holes
in my dirty socks
you clean my car
and my living room
your haircut is perfect
your dishes are delicious
your conversation - intelligent

perfect girls are boring
yeah yeah yeah yeah

six o'clock in the morning
you're singing the blues
I'm still sleeping
you are cleaning my shoes
your haircut still perfect
your dishes are delicious
your sexappeal - incredible

perfect girls are boring
yeah yeah yeah yeah
perfect girls are boring
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm a henpecked husband
from suburban eden
my home is a castle
with a color TV
you're a perfect housewife
I beg you I beg you
don't leave my paradise
don't leave my paradise