Bloomin' 'eck! What's going on now with him?
My Wife's got three chins!

City fella
I hate Paul Weller
I thought to myself, Whoops, my wife's a little tubby.
Stuffing her fat face continually.

She's been to the clinic
But her heart's not in it
Curry and Rice, an apple slice in a minute
Caught in a nightmare of pie and peas

Oh I'm Jack Spratt
She's so fat

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That's the food she eats In the country

She drinks a gallon of pils
But the weight she spills in the country
Have a ham and pickle balm
That'll keep her calm in the country

Scoffing Knickerbocker Glory
She'll always ignore me
Feeding her face whilst watching Jackanory
Downing her order, a mug of tea

Sitting on the sh***er
Whilst knocking back bitter
She needs a helping hand, I'd better go and get her
Oh, what a case of obesity

Yes, and how
She's a lardy arsed cow

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That's the food she eats In the country

She drinks a gallon of pils
But the weight she spills in the country
Have a ham and pickle balm
That'll keep her calm in the country

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country

[Guitar Solo]

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country

I live with me spouse
My very big spouse in the country
Necking gravy chips and peas
That�s the food she eats In the country

She has a gallon of pils
But the weight she spills in the country
Have a ham and pickle balm
That'll keep her calm in the country

In the country (Whoa)
In the country (Whoa)
In the country


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