When the kids are in bed
When the kids are in bed
That’s the best part of the day
When the kids are in bed
What more can I say?
we’re going to watch game of thrones
episodes till half past three!
we say but by a quarter past nine
Well we’ve all but fallen asleep.
and so we go to bed..
When the kids are in bed
it’s the finest time of the day
When the kids are in bed
Oh how the mice will play!
There’s all-sorts of naughty talk
Of sex acts on the stairs
That is until we realise we’ve
Forgotten what goes where
And take ourselves to bed
Once upon a time I used quite like walking
The boy needs carrying he’s breaking my arms
Every now and then I used to quite like talking
Now I can’t talk can’t think hell keep calm!
Sometimes I wake up and wonder
What it would be like now if
We’d only refrained
Doesn’t do to dwell
And to be fair when their on form
I’d have it no other way
I only wish they were on form more than
Once or twice a day..
Why wont they go to bed?!?
When the kids are in bed…
How I love that part
Cos when the kids are in bed
I’m in Shangri la
Its not that I don’t love them kids I
love them kids a lot.
Just not as I much as I love it
when they finally fuck off
And take themselves to bed…
When the kids go to bed
Were never long after them