Robyn Hitch***** - My Wife And My Dead Wife Lyrics
My wife lies down in a chairAnd peels a pearI know she's thereI'm making coffee for twoJust me and you But I come back in with coffee for threeCoffee for three?My dead wife sits in a chairCombing her hairI know she's there She wanders off to the bedShaking her head"Robyn," she said"You know I don't take sugar!"My wife and my dead wife Am I the only one that sees her?My wife and my dead wifeDoesn't anybody see her at all?No, no no, no, no no no noMy wife sits down on the stairs And stares into airThere's no one thereI'm drilling holes in the wallHoles in the wallI turn round and my dead wife's upstairs She's still wearing flaresShe talks out loud but no one hearsAnd I can't decide which one I love the mostThe flesh and blood or the pale, smiling ghostMy wife lies down on the beach She's sucking a peachShe's out of reachOf the waves that crash on the sandWhere my dead wife standsHolding my hand Now my wife can't swimbut neither could sheAnd deep in the seaShe's waiting for meOh, I'm such a lucky guy 'Cause I've got you baby and I'll never be lonely
