Lyrics

I took my wife’s dry cleaning to the Goodwill store
What a nice donation...there was jubilation
When the cashmere sweaters that my wife adores
Hit the sweater hangers of the Goodwill store

There they were in the hallway....bagged up for the trip
Twelve sweaters and dresses...Shoes bras and a slip
“Take this one to “Dress for Success”…Go by there first!
Take the rest to charity...but not this one...
Which belongs to me!”

I took my wife’s dry cleaning to the Goodwill store
What a nice donation...there was jubilation
When the cashmere sweaters that my wife adores
Hit the sweater hangers of the Goodwill store

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Bridge
I know that people make mistakes...everybody does
But this might call for suicide...cuz when I saw those tears she cried
I fought back the tears myself......actin’ mighty tough
But she said she felt fine enough...
Since I could buy her all new stuff!

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Last Chorus with changes,

I took my wife’s dry cleaning to the Goodwill store
What a nice donation...there was jubilation
Well I might be stupid but I’m not a bore
And they sure do love me at the Goodwill store