Somebody's Been Sleeping in My Bed

Now I'm a family man that works hard for the money With the sweetest wife ever I love you honey I buy her everything, if it takes my last dollar Even her nails and her hair to be done at the beauty parlor We spend ample time together, doin' dinner and a movie And whatever else sounds groovy And when we want real excitement and drama, word to momma We walk around in our pajamas in the Bahamas I love her and I need her and I never ever cheat her I'm far too carin' to be considered a woman beater My style is gentle, romantic and friendly Nothin' like the husband from 'Sleeping With the Enemy' I thought that she was in love with me I used to think that she couldn't get enough of me But lately things been seemin' strange and... Baby you changed [Chorus: ] Somebody's... been sleeping in my bed! Somebody's... been sleeping in my bed! Now I've heard of traffic but I've never heard of when You get off at five and don't make it home 'til ten Another thing that I can't comprehend: Matchbox and pens from the Holiday Inn And every night that I had to work late I come home to see that the bathroom ain't straight I look at the toilet bowl and wonder whassup Because I know damn well that she don't piss with the seat up And lookin' at the underwear in the room Now I wear silk drawers; whose Fruit of the Looms? Another thing that's quite bizarre - My bathrobe smelled like Brut, but I use Dakar Now I'm seein' that she's treatin' me crummy Also, she must take me for some dummy Because she'll lay in bed and say, "Come on in" But them ain't the same bedsheets from this morning Now yeah my dear have you been busted But I still feel like P.E., 'Can't Truss It' You need another lover like you need a hole in your head And you might get that, you cheesy rat 'Cause thinkin' about the cost of a divorce I feel like Johnny Taylor, it's cheaper to keep her Cheatin' on me, what's the reason why? I hope you die [Chorus: ] You done hurt me, broke my heart and played me for your fool Now here's my chance to get back at you and I'm gonna blow my cool All day long, I'm just singin' a Somebody done somebody wrong song I'm tryin' to see how far can this kid go Before our relationship ends up on skid row Why should I try to stay attached to her When I'm probably better anywhere as a bachelor So go 'head girl with that game you're talkin' And since you look like CeCe Peniston, 'Keep On Walkin' Your your your cheatin' heart, you're tryin' to rip mine apart Uhh, I wish I'd seen it from the start Cause now you're caught in what you thought was a fort Took a short, so I'll see you in court [Chorus: ] (I hate my wife) (I wear my wedding ring on the finger) ('Cause I married the wrong God damn woman) (I leave homegirl?) (And come back home, college feet be on)