Partly owned tuder house Wooden white picket fence Mother waits for father In a backless dress Hardly used diaphram Put back into his case A one way trip down memory lane As she awaits I don't wanna know Cheat me I don't wanna know Children play in the yard Mother stares at a wall Father says he's gonna be back late So don't wait up About a quarter to 3 Father stares at a wall Stained thicker than water Who's gonna clean it up