With her eyes burning a hole in the back of my head

I walked through the door, outside, moving to the car

She knew I was right, but would never admit to it

I knew I was right, but was afraid of the leer, should I turn

So, on I went, checking for the money in the wallet

Psyching myself up for that one night a year that I have

When I play cards with the boys

Should I feel guilty that she got the night off from work?

No! This was planned months before, she knew.

So, at that very moment…I stopped, turned back to the house

Inside then, I got the phone and called saying I was sick

As she then smiled and put a DVD in the player

Oh damn, not steel magnolias again!