[Intro]

It's Sunday, she's in the tub

Shaving her legs, drinking a beer

She forgets the things she said

And the things she just repeated

[Chorus]

On March 17th, you will meet your maker

She dotted the eye with a smiley face

She mixes a new drink

And stirs it with her fingers

[Bridge]

In the silverware drawer

Is the answer

She slips the fork into her purse

A brilliant piece of flatware

[Chorus]

On March 17th, you will meet your maker

She dotted the eye with a smiley face

She mixes a new drink

And stirs it with her fingers

[Outro]

In the tub

Shaving her legs, drinking a beer

She forgets the things she said

And the things she just repeated