No wonder he loves her-
No wonder at all,
The moment she sees him,
Her thought is to please him

Before he even knows that he's hungry
She's already there with his plate
Before his glass is even empty
She's filling it up,

God forbid he should wait!
Before he has the chance to tell her
He's chilly,
She'll go put a log on the fire-

Fulfilling his ev'ry desire-
No trouble
No bother
No wonder she's pretty,

What else should she be?
She hasn't a worry?
When she gets up her biggest decision
Is figuring out what to wear

To pick a blouse, a skirt,
And there's the problem of what
Should she do with her hair
And later as she stands and studies

A chicken,
The question's "to roast or to not
Roast?"
Or better yet maybe a pot roast?

Tomatoes? No
Potatoes?
No wonder he likes it-
It's perfect this way

Who wouldn't want someone who
Fusses and flatters?
Who makes you feel that you're all
That matters?

Whose only aim in life is to serve you
And make you think she doesn't
Deserve you?
No wonder he loves her-

What else could he do?
If I were a man- I would too!