[Lyric] Lets Get Married (H.P. Mendoza)

You, you get on my nerves
I can't tell you just how much it pains me to
Think that you're my crutch, 'cause honey'
You, you get on my nerves
With your stupid jokes I once found funny
Even still, I call you honey
Your inconsideration drives me up the wall
I look back on five years and wonder
Have we really done it all?

There's one thing left to do

Let's get married!
Let's get tired old and gray and watch our
Childhood fade away!
Let's get married!
Who'd have known the sound of hell
Would sound like pealing wedding bells?

You, you get on my nerves
Every time I see your face I want to
Spray it up with mace, 'cause darlin'
You, you get on my nerves
I ask why'd we have to go and get a
Tiny studio?
You said a one bedroom would cost a pretty dime
But damn it, in a studio we're in the same room all the time
Let's get married!
Let's get tired old and gray and watch our
Childhood fade away!
Let's get married!
Who'd have known the sound of hell
Would sound like pealing wedding bells?

Every anniversary I'm driven up the wall
Instead of celebrating I'm in shock that we're still here at all

Let's get married!
Let's get tired old and gray and watch our
Childhood fade away!
Let's get married!
Who'd have known the sound of hell
Would sound like pealing wedding bells?