Juan & Julie Valverde

Yes, I'll marry you, my dear, and here's the  reason why;
So I can push you out of bed when the baby starts to cry,
And  if we hear a knocking and it's creepy and it's late, I hand you
the torch you  see, and you investigate. 

Yes I'll marry you, my dear, you may not apprehend it,
But when the tumble-drier goes it's you that has to mend it,
You have to face the neighbour should our labrador attack him,
And if a drunkard fondles me it's you that has to whack him. 

Yes, I'll marry you, You're virile and you're  lean,
My house is like a pigsty you can help to keep it clean. 
That sexy  little dinner which you served by candlelight,
As I do  chipolatas, you can  cook it every night!

It's you who has to work the drill and put up curtain track,
And when I've got PMT it's you who gets the flak, 
I do see great  advantages,
But none of them for you, and so before you see the
light, I  do, I do, I do!
-Pam Ayres-