John T. Wurzer - Trophy Wife
He walked in with his trophy wife
Living his dream; his perfect life
Ordering wine; a cabernet
A perfect life; a trophy wife; a perfect day
He motioned to the waiter to pick up the pace
He had a look on his face; as if the meal was a race
Ordering a salad with tofu and rice
In the perfect place; with a smile on his face; no need to think twice
Be careful what you wish for
When you're warming yourself by the fire
Be careful what you fish for
You might catch your heart's desire
They gave him a trophy for his choice of beau
He put it on his nightstand long ago
Then met her at the altar; his tuxedo pressed
No need to wait; the perfect mate; he was supremely blessed
Be careful what you wish for
When you're warming yourself by the fire
Be careful what you fish for
You might catch your heart's desire
Later that evening in their penthouse suite
As she rubbed his feet; he felt complete
Until two in the morning; with a blow to the head
His trophy wife; with his trophy took his life; and now he's dead
Be careful what you wish for
When you're warming yourself by the fire
Be careful what you fish for
You might catch your heart's desire
He walked in with his trophy wife
Living his dream; his perfect life
Ordering wine; a cabernet
A perfect life; a trophy wife; a perfect day
Written by:
John Wurzer
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