Overture Lyrics

Dishes in the sink, and there's laundry on the floor

I have to go to work but I can't take it anymore

These men are in my comments telling me that I am wrong

How could I 'cause such chaos with such a silly song

Dishes in the

Laundry on the

Dishes in the

Laundry on the

Dishes in the sink and there's laundry on the floor

If only there was someone who could even up the score

So I'll tell you a secret that you always knew

I'm not quite done making my silly songs for you

Give me just a minute and I'll make you laugh and cry

I'll tell you anything you want to know except if it's a lie, baby

Dance

Don't try your tricks on me, man

'Cuz you know I'm seeing through them

If you got some dishes in your sink, then bitch you better do them

'Cuz I'm 'bout to give your wife a song that'll get stuck in her head

And she'll sing every word to you until the day you're dead