How Do I Tell Her? (Rock)

[Intro] I love my sweet darlin’, she’s my heart’s delight, But there’s something she’s wearing that don’t fit her right [Verse] She slips on a dress and she heads out the door, I love her to pieces, but I can’t ignore, There's clinging and pinching in places galore, That bra’s fighting battles it can’t win anymore. [Verse] Now, I don’t want to call her fat, But there’s skin flopping out where the fabric ain’t at. She bends to her feet and it rolls like a wave, And I fear those poor hooks are beyond being saved. [Chorus] How do I tell my wife that her bra’s too tight? Shes adjusting straps from morning ‘til night. Now skin’s spilling out from the left and the right, One snap and we’ll both get a comical sight. (How do I tell her that her bra’s too tight?) [Verse] Last year she slimmed down, it fit her just fine, Now muffins and cookies have stressed its design. It’s not that I mind, she looks lovely and hot, But her bra’s in a duel with the curves that she’s got. [Chorus] How do I tell my wife that her bra’s too tight? Shes adjusting straps from morning ‘til night. Now skin’s spilling out from the left and the right, One snap and we’ll both get a comical sight. (How do I tell her that her bra’s too tight?) [Verse] I love her to death, she’s my partner for life, But elastic’s not meant for this kind of strife. It’s puffing up top and it’s rolling out wide, That bra’s lost the battle to hold things inside. [Outro] So do I buy flowers, or just cut to the chase? A stop at the mall might put a smile on her face. New lace and support, in a comfortable size, Might save that poor bra from its certain demise.