Wish I could grow young

Have my way with time

Oh a kiss on the neck, a year's gone by

Leave me worry to rot, live my golden years

Too often found in what I am not

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all

Oh I never see the writing when it's up on the walls

Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall to all the wrong ones

To all the wrong ones

You know I'd like to think

That there's an easy way

To burn off the day and take home the pay

Oh, but money don't come quick

Unless you're born with it

Thumb in your mouth and gold in your spit

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all

And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls

Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall

To all the wrong ones

No I ain't the one satisfied by losing myself for a bigger piece of pie

Yeah I'm hungry, I got an appetite

But if it ain't right, then it ain't right

And I won't put up a fight

If it ain't right

Yeah, yeah

Sometimes I need my mama

To hold my crying head

Sometimes I swear I cry myself dead

I gotta bite the bit

And pull my weight with it

Let the pieces fall and make the pieces fit

Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all

And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls

Never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs.

Letting all my kisses fall

To all the wrong ones

To all the wrong ones