Wish I could grow young Have my way with time Oh a kiss on the neck, a year's gone by Leave me worry to rot, live my golden years Too often found in what I am not Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all Oh I never see the writing when it's up on the walls Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall to all the wrong ones To all the wrong ones You know I'd like to think That there's an easy way To burn off the day and take home the pay Oh, but money don't come quick Unless you're born with it Thumb in your mouth and gold in your spit Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls Never be a Mrs. letting all my kisses fall To all the wrong ones No I ain't the one satisfied by losing myself for a bigger piece of pie Yeah I'm hungry, I got an appetite But if it ain't right, then it ain't right And I won't put up a fight If it ain't right Yeah, yeah Sometimes I need my mama To hold my crying head Sometimes I swear I cry myself dead I gotta bite the bit And pull my weight with it Let the pieces fall and make the pieces fit Oh, I didn't marry rich, I didn't marry at all And I never see the writing when it's up on the walls Never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs., never be a Mrs. Letting all my kisses fall To all the wrong ones To all the wrong ones