Wife number one, her confidence had gone the pounds had piled upon those deadly thighs as she sank into the sand, and missed my outstretched hand I could not understand her final cries She did not feed me well she led me close to hell When faced with final bell What a surprise... The women and their husbands, they are chalk and they are cheese you cannot call it true love until one o' you's on your knees the women and their husbands, they are north and they are south love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth Wife number two, so loyal and so true Till the wind on bridge top blew, she was mine But when she hit that railway track, there was no going back I watched her poor head cracked by the eight o nine She did not love me right I called her late at night asking her friends of ours instead of mine The women and their husbands, they are chalk and they are cheese you cannot call it true love until one o' you's on your knees the women and their husbands, they are north and they are south love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth Wife number three, she fell into the sea but I had to let her be, I could not swim As I stood there soaking wet, my only real regret 's I could not quite forget she slept with him The women and their husbands, they are chalk and they are cheese you cannot call it true love until one o' you's on your knees the women and their husbands, they are north and they are south love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth love just can't survive unless you learn to hush your mouth Wife number four, he loves me to the core So I like to stay indoors and watch TV If he mentions going out he puts finger to my mouth and reminds me of wives 1,2, and 3