With the maid we don't have
Can't even wash your whiskey out your glass
I gave you no loving in a month or so
With all of the baggage you and me carry
You better start working some overtime
You're going bald and I'm getting fat
I hate your mum and you hate my dad
Everybody fusses, everybody fights
With all of the baggage you and me carry
We'll both play our parts in this disaster
I'll be the bitch and you'll be the bastard
Everybody fusses, everybody fights
With all of the baggage you and me carry