Lyrics:

I Get Up On Sunday, About Eight-Fifteen**lf**just To Get The Paper That I Never Read**lf**''cause I Know She''ll Be There Barely In Her Robe**lf**sittin'' On Her Front Porch Paintin'' On Her Toes**lf**her Husband''s Always On The Road**lf****lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you Don''t Know What You Do To Me**lf**every Night I Dream One Day Of Being With You**lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you''re The Neighborhood Beauty**lf**and That Wedding Ring Is As Ugly As Your Husband Is To You**lf****lf**sometimes Mrs. Rudy Calls Cryin'' Late At Night**lf**''cause Her And Mr. Ugly Have Had Another Fight**lf**we Talk A While, And I Hear Her Smile**lf**when She Says Thank You, I Tell Her That She''s Welcome**lf**like Any Friend Would Do **lf**i Only Wish She Knew**lf****lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you Don''t Know What You Do To Me**lf**every Night I Dream One Day Of Being With You**lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you''re The Neighborhood Beauty**lf**and That Wedding Ring Is As Ugly As Your Husband Is To You**lf****lf**imagination, Infatuation**lf**i''m What She Deserves**lf**i Wonder If She Thinks About Me **lf**the Way I Think About Her**lf****lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you Don''t Know What You Do To Me**lf**every Night I Dream One Day Of Being With You**lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you''re The Neighborhood Beauty**lf**and That Wedding Ring Is As Ugly As Your Husband Is To You**lf****lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you Don''t Know What You Do To Me**lf**every Night I Dream One Day Of Being With You**lf**hey, Mrs. Steven Rudy**lf**you''re The Neighborhood Beauty**lf**and That Wedding Ring Is As Ugly As Your Husband Is To You**lf****lf**hey**lf**oh Mrs. Rudy**lf**that Wedding Ring Is As Ugly To Me**lf**as You Husband Is To You**lf**mrs. Rudy**lf**you Don''t Know **lf**you Don''t Know What You Do**lf**to Me