Butcher's Wife

The butcher and the baker They lived across the street The baker sells his pastries The butcher cuts his meat The baker he was single The butcher has a wife She was very pretty The sunshine of his life She often look distracted The last couple of weeks He felt he's growing older This week turning fifty three He also has two children And a modest house But he looked at the baker In stead of his own spouse Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Despite theyre being neighbors He drowned in jealousy It seems there were more clients At the bakery The baker had a big house And partied all the time As if he swam in money The butcher has no dime Staring from his window At the bakery He withers on the inside Self imposed slavery On a Wednesday morning The butchers cutting meat When he saw his darling Uncanny crossing street Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife She tiptoed to the backside Of the bakery The door was opened, she slipped in It all happened secretly After one half hour She came out the back And slipped back to the butchery The butchers mind went black He yelled at her were have you been You lying cheating whore He stabbed her with his butching knife Until she moved no more He stormed out of the front door And ran across the street He slipped into the backdoor Of the bakery Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife At a wooden table His back facing the door Sat the baker working On a cake with cream galore The butcher sneaked towards him And stabbed him in the neck The baker started gurgling And felt down on his back In front of the dead baker Stood the flawless cake It said happy birthday butcher Then he realized his mistake Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife Ooooh the butchers wife