He suffers heart attacks and dirty broken backs
But it's just an act, so he can stay home and relax
His favorite resting place, with television trays
Watching the world away and he can always say
Because she knows him well as if he couldn't tell
Because he pays his share
And let of course he empty …
He never froze his toys
Because he has a joyce the to simply rise his voice
And let her show him more
I still see … the way …
and know he is likely to ignore
The cries, the broken eyes, it's all become, there's no surprise that
He doesn't care, about the kids, or noise
Or neighbours banging on the walls
He knows, he might, explode
And then, He shows, that he's a romeo
And someone we are told
He has a heart of gold, a welcome never cold
Just wait until it throws the clothes
And he'll just go insane
Tell her that she's to blame
For all the shitty days
And even share the pay
That makes it even worse,
It's even whiskey and curse
But this is not the first
Taste of the evil in his verse
And in the morning time, she will have to decide
To blame it all on wine,
And pray it will be fine
I still see … the way …
and know he is likely to ignore
The cries, the broken eyes, it's all become, there's no surprise that
He doesn't care, about the kids, or noise
Or neighbours banging on the walls
He knows, he might, explode
And then, He shows, that he's a romeo, romeo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, oh romeo
Eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo, eo.