the frying pan

Singer: prine, john

i come home from work this evening

there was a note in the frying pan

it said fix your own supper babe

i run off with the fuller brush man

and i miss the way she used to yell at me

the way she used to cuss and moan

and if i ever go out and get married again

i'll never leave my wife at home

sat down at the table

screamed

and i hollered and cried

and i commenced a carryin' on

till i almost lost my mind

if i ever see another salesman

come a knockin' at my door

i'm gonna pick up a rock and hit him on the head

and knock him down on the floor