Itll be rough around the edges
Cause all Ive got is two hard workin hands
It wont be no bed of roses
Oh, I love you and Ill do the best I can
Limousines are parked there in your driveway
You were born into the finer things in life
Magazines would pay a fortune for your picture
Are you sure you want to be a poor mans wife
Its gonna get rough around the edges
A way of life that you wont understand
Itll be tough to burn those bridges
Livin with a common labor man
Chandeliers wont decorate our hallway
Therell be no fancy carpet on the floor
But through the years
[talk]
But through the years
Ah, you know Ill try to prove it to you someway
Oh, a millionaire could never love you more
Itll be rough around the edges
Therell be no diamonds in your wedding band
It wont be no bed of roses
Oh, I love you and Ill do the best I can
Its gonna get rough around the edges
[fade]
Therell be no diamonds in your wedding band