Letras
Mr. Brown came home late one night
And tried to sneak into bed
Mrs. Brown jerked on the light
And icily she said
Tonight you're gonna sleep in the bathtub, Papa
I'm all washed up with you
Tonight you're gonna sleep in the bathtub, Papa
You know what you can do
No more kissing and no romance
You better go and look for your pajama pants
Why you staying there and just repent?
Mama is gonna pretend that it's Lent
Tonight you're gonna sleep in the bathtub, Papa
I'm all washed up with you
I lie awake each night and toss and count sheep
I'm ready for love but you pretend you're asleep
You always leave me all alone on the shelf
I wanna play but you tell me to play by myself
I'm young and healthy and I'm filled with desire
I'm ready for romance but you're always tired
You've worked late at the office ever since I was a bride
Could be that you've been getting a little something on the side
Tonight you're gonna sleep in the bathtub, Papa
I'm all washed up with you
You know what you went and done
You went and had your fun
And you know darn well you can't take care of more than one
So tonight you'll sleep in the bathtub, Papa
Tune up your motor
Give me my quota or I'm all washed up with you