Ironing Tuesdays

"don't break your back for me," she said

Without hesitation

All these things we don't need, and

Two saved up vacations

Well don't you recall mornings spent

Half naked in a fray?

Fighting over money

Wishing we could run away

(from) washing saturdays and ironing tuesdays (2x)

Once we had just one room to share

But now we have many

But I'll work just as hard as if

We didn't have any

Well I'd relive the blunders and

Mistakes that I've made

And sacrifice the precious, useless

Money that I've saved

I could have given up hope (and)

We could have split up (but)

Boxes of laundry soap (and)

Babies that spit up

Kept us together

All of these luxuries we have

They're just ornamental

And whether we have them or not

We can still afford to be sentimental

'bout times that try us, times that make us

Work just to survive

Ties that bind us, and remind us

That we're still alive