作词 : Crystal Gayle
  Here comes the bride and there goes the groom
 Looks like a hurricane went through this room
 Smells like a pool hall, where's my other shoe?
 And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you
 
 Looks like you spent the night in a trench
 And tell me, how long have you been combing
 Your hair with a wrench?
 Blue roses are dead and the violets are too
 And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you
 
 Well, I've told you before, I won't tell you again
 You don't defrost the icebox with a ball point pen
 This railroad apartment is held together with glue
 And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you
 
 Because I know, I'm being swindled, I never bargained for this
 Once more, you never cared about me
 Why don't you get your own place, so you can live like you do?
 And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you
 
 Take all your relatives and all of your shoes
 Believe me, I'll really swing when you're gone
 I'll be living on chicken and wine after we're through
 With someone, I pick up after you
 
 With someone, I'll pick up after you
 With someone, I pick up after you
 With someone, I'll pick up after you