Lyrics

Lord, She Bores Me

See the stewardess
Living next door to us
Matching suit and carry luggage
She knows our eyes are
Through the blinds and spying her
She smooths her stockings and frontage
So I check on her return flight
Gotta get my timing right
This is quite a production
I?ll be picking up the paper
When she?s back the morning later
I?ll make my best introduction
They call me Doctor now but I still feel the same
I won the girl next door
Now she?s wearing my last name
What?s the story
My little piece of glory
Lord, she bores me silly

She takes the homefront
With children and the breakfront
I should call myself lucky
Cause I?m a man on the go-go
Head of echo-cardio
Managed care and good money
All day long I look for heartbeats on a screen
I come home at night to what?s supposed to be my dream
She stands before me
Lord, she bores me
Don?t ask me to explain
She still adores me
Lord, she bores me
I still tell her I?m OK

At the new neighbor?s party
I?m talking hardening of the artery
With the neighborhood smokers
From the room on the other side
She spills a drink and caught my eye
I?m no better than a stranger
Then through a cloud of smoke it gets hard for us to see
Falls like an incense blessing empty reverie

She can?t ignore me
Lord, she bores me
Make it stop and go away
The sad, true story
Lord, she bores me
Pretty soon I?ll go insane