VERSATILE VERSE 3

Or better still, just play the field for a while
You’ll be walking around with a permanent smile

Then maybe one day the right one you’ll find

Find something new that's the spice of life
And if you're unhappy find a new wife.

Or better still, just play the field for a while

There's plenty to enjoy if only you look
That's the advice from Granny which I took

Find something new that's the spice of life

When it gets too hot, get out of the kitchen
Something you don’t like, then don’t read it, stop bitchin’!

There’s plenty to enjoy if only you look

For better, for worse? Well I’m hoping it’s better.
Does anyone ever follow the letter?

When it gets too hot, get out of the kitchen

Well if I do, these days, divorce is really easy
The though that it might not last, makes me feel queasy.

For better, for worse? Well I’m hoping it’s better.

It could be the greatest fun of all my life
Or will I become another downtrodden wife?

Well if I do, these days divorce is really easy

I gaze into his eyes, his gaze so blue and cool
I wonder. is this for real or am I being a fool?

It could be the greatest fun of all my life

The service is good and I am spoilt indeed
The really my new bridegroom is everything I need.

I gaze into his eyes, his gaze so blue and cool

A waiter with drinks and delectable food
He seems to know what I'll like, and anticipates my mood

The service is good and I am spoilt indeed

Or maybe sit under a big beach umbrella
And Pentatonix singing songs a capella.

A waiter with drinks and delectable food

Tomatoes look good red, but humans do not.
So do try to find a cool shady spot.

Or maybe sit under a big beach umbrella

Then off on a honeymoon far away in the sun
But take factor 50, sunburn isn’t fun.

Tomatoes look good red, but humans do not.

She's got all these men, she really should share
Make a choice, be loves young dream, not a nightmare

then off on a honeymoon far away in the sun

Then he brings a box and goes down on one knee.
He really is, at heart, a sweetie

She’s got all these men, she really should share

She turns him down, she’s not quite sure
Despite her obvious allure.

Then he brings a box and goes down on one knee.

In reality, though, I think she’s quite shy
She’s had a few offers from one special guy

She turns him down, she’s not quite sure

At work? Looks official. Grand meetings? Looks posh.
Flirts with the fellows, but just those with dosh

In reality, though, I think she’s quite shy

My friend Patsy is all airs and graces
Wherever she is, she makes suitable faces.

At work? Looks official. Grand meetings? Looks posh.

But when trapped in the house he's a grumpy old man
That’s why I’d rather spend time in my rusty old van

My friend Patsy is all airs and graces

For one thing is true, he's not what he seems
when he meets others he positively beams

But when trapped in the house he's a grumpy old man

They think he’s being kind. Do you think I should tell?
He'd probably tell me to go to hell.

For one thing is true, he's not what he seems

But he isn’t flirtatious, he’s very shy
He calls them all dear, he forgets names, that’s why.

They think he’s being kind. Do you think I should tell?

I am the envy of all the 'ladies who lunch'
If I bring him with me they'll go out for brunch

but he isn't flirtatious, he's very shy

And he's been true to his word as well as generous and kind
My neighbour fancied him, I said “do you mind?”

I am the envy of all the ‘ladies who lunch’