Rick Moranis - My Wednesday Balabusta Lyrics
She comes in the back door around nine o’clockShe changes right into her red paisley smockShe’s dusting and polishing, the shmutz goes awayI know she’ll go too by the end of the dayShe bends down and wipes underneath every doorShe reaches and bleaches the whole kitchen floorI know that she’s leaving at quarter to threeMaybe I’ll spill something, she’ll stay longer with meShe’s my Wednesday balabustaShe’s my Tuesday WeldMy June CleaverShe’s my once-a-week balabustaAnd I’m weak in the kneesWatching her cleanHer phone rings, she’s speaking in words I don’t knowI’m hoping he’s telling her it’s time for him to goThe thought of her with me, I’m starting to shvitzMaybe I’ll order those tapes from BerlitzShe’s hungry, she stops for a Nutrisystem drinkShe’s perfect but she doesn’t know what I thinkI should get another place that’s not too far awayMaybe she’ll give me an extra dayShe’s my Wednesday balabustaShe’s my Sunday brideMy May flowerShe’s my once-a-week balabustaAnd I wish that she’dVacuum me inShe picks up the money, she’s waving good-byeI’m smiling but inside I’m starting to cryI keep things too tidy, so she’ll like me tooI really should give her some more things to doI’m shivering, I found it, it’s something she wroteI need Ajax and Clorox, it’s all in the noteIt’s her way of telling me she’ll see me againI’m happy I don’t have to wonder whenShe’s my Wednesday balabustaA mid-week mitzvahThe place is spotlessShe’s my once-a-week balabustaAnd I’ll see her againNext week
