When she rang my doorbell
To sell her jewelry for two cents
I said to her “My wife is not here, excuse me
But your jewelry, I 'crazy!'
And I closed my door
To return to my stove
Watch my leg of lamb
Which was browning, just right, that it takes
I am what they call
The model husband
I hear a noise at my window
Oh my, who is it again ?
I see her and this time
She wants to give me a gold-plated bracelet
I say to her “Mam'zelle, I'm on vacation
I'd like to Leave me alone!”
And so that she understands me clearly
Without regrets, I slam the shutters in her face
Oh yè
{Chorus: }
I am what they call
The model husband
Vade retro, go go go go
Vade retro, go go go go
I finish the lamb, I choose the program
I sit down in front of the TV
I think I'm dreaming because the good woman
Starts talking to me through the fireplace
Oh no !
Of course, I had to get the ladder out
She had to come down from the roof
She fell into my arms
But, stop There, I said “They don’t do that to me!”
{on the Chorus}
I finally went up to my room
For a well-deserved rest
br/>I'm barely in my bed
When she comes out of the closet to tuck me in
So, if you see my wife
Tell her she's getting ideas
There was no reason for drama
For a black hair found on the pillow
{on the chorus}
Vade retro, go go go go
Go go go go
Go go go go
Vade retro

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