It's not to hurt anybody's feelings. Just to enjoy it.
He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make...
I didn't prepare the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was
He didn't like the curry
And he didn't like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard...
Not like his mother used to make...
I didn't prepare the coffee right
He didn't like the stew,
I didn't mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.
I pondered for an answer
I was