Joaquim Mohsen

sometimes i sit here and wonder,

after my third wife, i shoulda just quit.

i didn’ love her the most, but she sure was nice.

she put up wit me, and all my bull crap.

even wen she caught me naked wit bertha.

she sure was a good woman, sure was.

then one day she left me for dat one guy.

dat one wit a peg leg, who had a gizillion bucs.

i wish i could remember her name,

wit six wifes, they all just become woman.

after her came wife four

who was sister to wife two

and mother to wife six

and wife five was brother to wife one,

but became sister after she had a operashin.

some told me wife six was to yung,

but she tol me she was fi’teen,

ain’ the law she gotta be twelv?

either way, shoulda just quit after number three,

nun of them were ever as good as wife three,

i never realy loved again

after three, it all just went downhill.

wife four ended up cheatin on me wit bertha.

five taked all my money,

and six got locked up.

never was right after wife three.

o billy bob ray, why didn’ you just quit.

I shoulda just quit after wife three.