There will be no comb 
through my hair today
no lipstick, no makeup
only these bills to pay

No cleaning or cooking 
in my kitchen, thank you please
no mopping and scrubbing
down on sore, arthritic knees

Lounge and soak in my bath 
all through the wicked night
who cares if I don't have
arms waiting to hold me tight

Paint up my toenails and 
lotion down my hands
a day of loving me, me, me
No man, but that's the plan