Dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
Dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
For the first time in your life
Wear your blouse undone to here
And your skirt split up to there
Oh, dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
For the first time in your life
Oh, dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
Wink at the minister
Blow kisses to my grieving brothers
Dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
And when it comes your turn to speak
Before the crowd
Tell them about the time we did it
On the beach with fireworks above us
On the railroad tracks with the gravel in your back
In the back room of a crowded bar
And in the very graveyard
Where my body now rests
Oh, dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
Dress sexy at my funeral, my good wife
For the first time in your life
Also tell them about how I gave to charity
And tried to love my fellow man as best I could
But most of all, don't forget about the time on the beach
With fireworks above us
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