Big Red Cup

I’m this close to doing nothing
I’m on the brink of on the brink
All my dreams, all my wishes
Growing mold like the dishes
Getting old and still waiting in the sink

You’ve had enough but can I blame you?
You’ve had enough and still “I do”
At the end of your rope
What a slob, what a dope
Blah, blah, blah
Cha, cha, cha
And I love you

Then it’s happy
Sings a song of my baby
Tears fill my eyes
Then it’s up, up, up
To my big red cup
Back to work in the morning with the guys

I’ll pick all your raisins out your Raisin Bran
Go buy you ice cream late at night
Overworked and annoyed
How on earth to avoid
The many ways we could end up in a fight

So life may not turned out how you wanted it
But hey! Our life ain’t over yet
And when I look at you
And all the things you can do
Baby, baby, baby I can’t fret

Because it’s happy
Sings a song of my baby
Tears fill my eyes
Then it’s up, up up
To my big red cup
Back to work in the morning with the guys

So life may not turned out how you wanted it
But hey! Our life ain’t over yet
And when I look at you
And all the things you can do
Baby, baby, baby I can’t fret

Because it’s happy
Sings a song of my baby
Tears fill my eyes
Then it’s up, up up
To my big red cup
Back to work in the morning with the guys
Cha, cha, cha!