My man was one of those neat freaks
Everything just had to be spotless
The floors, his shirts, even the silverwear
One day I was sick and tired of being the maid
So that night I ran his bathwater extra hot
Then I accidentally knocked his radio into the water (laughter)
I finally put the spark back into our relationship
At least he died clean (laughter)
We were high school sweethearts
We went to prom together, graduated together, and we even went to college together
He was my first everything
I just knew he'd be my husband
Until one day, I got an invite to his wedding in the mail
d*** right I showed up
I wanted to congratulate him personally
After all, it does say 'Til death to us part', right?
We met in my Salsa dance class
His moves were so intoxicating
Let's just say we danced on the dance floor, in the bedroom, the kitchen, my BMW
Ay papi
Until one day he decided to switch from Salsa to Ballet
And I caught him in first position with my best friend Carlos
Now they both can Tango for eternity
I've always been an independent woman (question)
But I knew he was broke when I met him
But I didn't mind though 'cause he always put it down
I took him everywhere
Egypt, Brazil, Milan, you name it
But little did I know, he was picking up a souvenir in every city
So when I caught him with that extra souvenir
I stabbed his passport to his final destination
To Hell
Everything just had to be spotless
The floors, his shirts, even the silverwear
One day I was sick and tired of being the maid
So that night I ran his bathwater extra hot
Then I accidentally knocked his radio into the water (laughter)
I finally put the spark back into our relationship
At least he died clean (laughter)
We were high school sweethearts
We went to prom together, graduated together, and we even went to college together
He was my first everything
I just knew he'd be my husband
Until one day, I got an invite to his wedding in the mail
d*** right I showed up
I wanted to congratulate him personally
After all, it does say 'Til death to us part', right?
We met in my Salsa dance class
His moves were so intoxicating
Let's just say we danced on the dance floor, in the bedroom, the kitchen, my BMW
Ay papi
Until one day he decided to switch from Salsa to Ballet
And I caught him in first position with my best friend Carlos
Now they both can Tango for eternity
I've always been an independent woman (question)
But I knew he was broke when I met him
But I didn't mind though 'cause he always put it down
I took him everywhere
Egypt, Brazil, Milan, you name it
But little did I know, he was picking up a souvenir in every city
So when I caught him with that extra souvenir
I stabbed his passport to his final destination
To Hell