stolen from a community...
I want to live with you
And make babies
And cook fish fingers for you in the evening.
And feed the baby.
And I promise I won't get in the way.
But we both act like six-year-olds.
And it would just be like playing house;
That is, as soon as you got bored,
You'd find another girl to play with.
And I'd be stuck in a plastic house
With a baby,
And some left-over fish-fingers.