text: Here comes the bride and there goes the groom
  Looks like a hurricane went through this room
  Smells like a pool hall wheres my other shoe
  And Im sick and tired of picking up after you
  Looks like you spent the night in a trench
  And tell me how long have you been
  Combing your hair with a wrench
  The roses are dead and the violets are too
  And Im sick and tired of picking up after you
  Well Ive told you before I wont tell you again
  You dont defrost the icebox with a ball point pen
  This railroad apartment is held together with glue
  And Im sick and tired of picking up after you
  Because I know Ive been swindled
  I never bargained for this
  Whats more you never cared about me
  Why dont you get your own place
  So you can live like you do
  And Im sick and tired of picking up after you
  Take all your relatives and all of your shoes
  Believe me Ill really swing when youre gone
  Ill be living on chicken and wine after were through
  With someone I pick up after you