Tonight i hoped to go out with you,
that was what we planned to do.
We dont often get a chance to hit the town,
my lottery ticket didnt let me down.
It would have paid for our night of leisure,
and when we got home we could have had more pleasure.
But we have to stop at home,
at least we wont be all alone.
Between us sits your loving son,
its put a dampener on our fun.
But at seven he hits the sack,
and shortly after you will be on your back.
The night is not all doom and gloom,
i cant wait to get to our bedroom.
