I've had enough of the kitchen sink br So I think I'll pour myself a drink, br The hoovering has all been done, br Oh a housewife's life is full of fun! br The vodka helps me pass the day br And drives my empty blues away, br What would my husband really think br If he knew that I was on the brink br Of a nervous breakdown like my friend, br The neighbour who 'went round the bend'? br Can you imagine what he'd do br When all his mates and colleagues knew br His wife was in the loony-bin, br Oh what a terrible social sin! ! br It wouldn't be long before divorce br (MY fault indeed, not HIS, of course!) br But then, at last, I would be free br And escape this bourgeois tyranny, br I'd get a job and buy a flat br And say goodbye to all of that! br And I would be so very happy br Never to change some baby's nappy, br Never to feel I was second rate, br Heavens above, it would be great! ! br Well you have listened to my tale, br One housewife's long and bitter wail, br So come and join me for some tea, br Some valium and sympathy! !br br John Thorkild Ellisonbr br