| You Don't Smell Like Flowers |
|---|
| You don’t take a shower |
| You don’t put the seat down |
| You hardly cook for me anymore |
| When I come home from the bar |
| Where I spend half the day |
| I remember when your manners didn’t bug me |
| You used to aim when you’d pee |
| Now after frank and beans late at night |
| Well I can’t hold it in |
| So I just let it fly |
| And it stinks like a meadow |
| Full of steaming cow pies |
| You could say «excuse me» |
| You could turn the fan on |
| You don’t smell like flowers anymore |
