"Would you like a cup of tea?"
i asked him while i tied him to the chair
he looked at me with fear
and asked me for some air

you see" i told him, "im not crazy"
he stared at me and didn't drink
"maybe a little lazy"
i said and gave him a kick

when he started to cry
he had realy pissed me off
i looked up to the sky
and threw on him some stuff

you see" i told him "i just love you"
i made him to say that he loves me to
"now, darling, do you love me?"
he choked and said "i do"

now we're married with three kids
im hitting them to from time to time
the doctors says thah help, thats what i need
but since when love isa crime?