No wonder he loves her,
No wonder at all.
The moment she sees him,
Her thought is to please him.
Before he even knows that he´s hunger
She´s already there with his plate.
Before his glass is even empty
She´s filling it up God forbid he should wait!
Before he has the chance to tell her
He´s chilly, she´ll go put a log on the fire
Fulfilling his every desire-
No trouble...No bother.
No wonder she´s pretty,
What else should she be
She hasn´t a worry,
And why should she worry
When she gets up her biggest decision
Is figuring out what to wear.
To pick a blouse, a skirt,
And then there´s the problem of what
Should she do with her hair.
And later as she stands and studies
A chicken, the question´s "to roast
Or to not roast"
Or better yet may be a pot roast?
Tomatoes? No... Potatoes?
No wonder he likes it-
It´s perfect this way
Who wouldn´t want someone
Who fusses and flatters?
Who makes you feel that you´re all that matters?
Whose only aim in life is to serve you
And make you think she doesn´t deserve you?
No wonder he loves her-
What else could he do?
If I were a man, I would too!