The Stepford Wives

Dream, dream or hibernate
She folds her napkin on her plate
Sad days will go away
I'm sad again maybe somewhere they don't

Bother with the stubborn wives
They file their nails and sharpen knives
And carve their numbers on the wall
And all you ever, ever have to do is call

Drink, drink and drink it down
Bottoms up and uppers down
Bad nights that never end
And brightly stiff, please recommend don't

Bother with the stubborn wives
They wash their hair and bat their eyes
And dream about another day
And all you ever, ever have to do is stay

Don't bother with the stubborn wives
They file their nails and sharpen knives
And carve their numbers on the wall
And all you ever, ever have to do is call

And all you ever have to do is call
And all you ever have to do is call