Lyrics:

Dear unlock the door You're acting like a child When you've said it yourself We are at war How dare you turn on me now Right when I need you most I wish I could have seen their faces when they heard the news Now that's the sort of smack that leaves a bruise The victory is ours at last I beat them at their own dirty game They pervert the words of godly men For their own selfish gain I took their wrong and I took their lies and I made them right, I made them right Oh, look who it is It's my subordinate wife and she thinks she's going to squeal Hey where do you think you're going? Don't you walk away from me You put down that telephone You're not calling anyone