Из альбома: The House Show
If you could love me as a wife
And for my wedding gift, your life
Should that be all I'll ever need
Or is there more im looking for
And should i read between the lines
And look for blessings in disguise
To make me handsome, rich, and wise
Is that really what you want
(chorus)
I am a whore i do confess
But i put you on just like a wedding dress
And i run down the aisle
Im a prodigal with no way home
But i put you on just like a ring of gold
And i run down the aisle to you
So could you love this bastard child
Though i don't trust you to provide
With one hand in a pot of gold
And with the other in your side
I am so easily satisfied
By the call of lovers less wild
That i would take a little cash
Over your very flesh and blood
(chorus)
Because money cannot buy
A husbands jealous eye
When you have knowingly deceived his wife