Getting Married

In for a penny, in for a dime. I let him kiss me, he took the rest.

I use to think that I would have a nice wedding, now I'm his 'woman' and I do the wash and clean.

He's not bad, he don't hit me. He likes his eggs over easy, meatloaf, turkey sandwiches. He pays the bills, I keep house and do the errands. He bought an old van from a lady, he drives an old pickup. I went to get my nails done, just because. He likes my nails all painted and nice, like a lady. He says for me to get my hair done, he'll shave and we'll go downtown.

It's not a nice wedding, just JP.

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