Bill of Goods Loudon Wainwright III

Couldn't make the effort
You couldn't talk the chit-chat
At the dinner table you looked tired
The soft candle light couldn't hide that

Your perfume petered out
There was a whiff from your nicked armpit
When the real you wafted through
And your deodorant

Couldn't stop it
There was a fire in your building
They still don't know what caused it
But all your clothes and shoes burned up

When it spread to your closet
You had on your see-through night gown
Not quite completely naked
You refused the fire chief

When he offered you the blanket
Everything will be alright
Remember when you thought that?
I sold you that bill of goods

Remember when you bought that?
Common knowledge has it
Easy never does it
We gave each other such a hard time