Labour of Love Lyrics

Marriage is a two-headed transplant Sometimes that's how it seems When the sex wears off, it's all give and take And it's goodbye to all your dreams
One head wants to go to a movie While the other wants to stay at home And just like a two-headed transplant You get the feeling that you're never alone
Mr. and Mrs. Horrible are an example of what I say They used to be so in love, now they fight so much That they've frightened all their friends away
They never get visits from neighbors They've alienated everyone And what started off as all cuddles and kisses Has finally become
A labour of love, labour of love The torment, the worry and woe Love's full of fears, bruises and tears That's the way that a true love grows
It's a labour of love, labour of love It's a struggle without a doubt But if they keep on trying, screaming and crying Somehow they're gonna work it all out
It turned into a two-headed transplant But it started off with, 'Here Comes The Bride' But cut off one of the heads and you'll soon find out That the other just couldn't survive
Because they couldn't stand to be separated They still each other's to have and hold Anyone who thinks the transplant is easy Really ought to be told
It's a labour of love, labour of love The torments, the worries and whoas The battles, the fights, the bruises and bites That's the way that a true love grows
They took the vows for better or worse And they had it blessed by heaven above But what started so brightly as a tender romance Turned into a labour of love, turned into a labour of love