Bathe

I've been sitting here staring at the bedroom door
I've been waiting here praying, praying he won't snore

It's just another night no sleep
If he keeps this up I'll leave
And I'm not lying

As I'm lying here baking in my own little hell
I find myself thinking, "oh my God, what is that smell"

Did he forget to bathe again
With him it never ends
Oh God I'm dying

What do I have to do to make him see
He needs to wash his nasty feet

Why don't you bathe, I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of your antics, won't you hit the Irish spring
You're passing too much gas, and you smell just like ass
I don't have to live this way, why don't you bathe

I keep telling you baby, there will come a time
When I will leave your ass, then you can fart all the time

Leave your drawers on the floor
I won't care anymore
Wash them yourself

Life's too short for me to have to beg
A grown ass man to wash his head

Why don't you bathe, I'm down on my knees
I'm so tired of your antics, won't you hit the Irish spring
You're passing too much gas, and you smell just like ass
I don't have to live this way, why don't you bathe

I'm not taking this no longer
God the smell is getting stronger
When you get home I know just what the hell you'll do

Sit down in your recliner
Yell "bring me a budweiser"
You'll find that I'm not here, so you can get your own damn beer

So the next time you find
You wanna find a love like mine

Why don't you bathe, I'm up off my knees
I got tired of your shit, so I had to go and leave
You can beg me to come back, but I've already packed
I don't have to live this way, I don't care if you've bathed

Whoo--oh-ohoh