Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot happier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She holds the shotgun while you doe-si-doe
She wants one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, little miss little miss cant be wrong
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Aint nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Whatcha gonna do to get into another one of these here rock n roll songs?
Other people’s thoughts they aint your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around
You cook so well, all nice and French
You do your brain surgery too mama, with your monkey wrench
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Aint nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Whatcha gonna do to get into another one of these here rock n roll songs?
I hope them cigarettes are gonna make you cough
I hope you heard this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope your doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Aint nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
Whatcha gonna do to get into another one of these here rock n roll songs?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V0NRNOaOHhU
I never expected so many responses to my post. I can’t imagine what I would have logged on to read if I had gone into all of the non-physical details of my story (ie. her cutting up my clothes & so forth...)
For the record: Strangegrey guessed it. The nose came from a frying pan to the face. The shoulder came from being pushed down the stairs. In the nose incident there wasn't the option of running circles around the kitchen table till she tired out. I was handcuffed to the refrigerator. I wasn’t going anywhere expect down to the floor when I got hit.
In the shoulder incident she was accusing me of cheating. I was trying to leave the house to avoid another confrontation. I got as far as the back door. She pushed me down the basement stairs to try & keep me from walking out.
I never called the police b/c I knew I couldn’t bring myself to press charges against my daughter's mother & like KDOUBLEU said, it isn’t their job to babysit. In March I “manned up” & left her. That's not to say everything's "peaches & sunshine" b/c I still have to come in contact with her if I want to see my daughter. Things aren't perfect, but it's better than it was.