Strings

Strings

You tell me you don't like it,

That I'm attaching strings.

But honey, all I'm doing

Is very female, natural things.

You can try and fight it,

Others have and failed

Many will attempt it,

But they end up getting nailed.

You're only getting married,

Not being put in jail.

Some things are going to change Sam

You independent Male.

You might as well get used to it,

If given half a chance,

You'll find that being married

Can be a lifelong great romance.

No matter if you wear it,

That band of wedding gold.

The strings that I've attached to you,

Are of the heart I'm told.

It doesn't have to change things,

The things you say or do.

It signifies a promise

Of forever love with you.

So strings of feeling blending

In love and caring true.

Those really are the only strings

That I've attached to you!

(Wel, I am the MAN and I listen to my Woman)