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Текстове на песни: Barbra Streisand. Cabin Fever.

Church bells were ringing and I heard angels singing
On the day that I said, "I do"
He gave me a kiss and I thought wedded bliss
Was a mother-to be's dream come true

The he carried me across the threshold
And I heard the front door slam

Cabin fever had just began

Pack his lunch at six-thirty but do not disturb him
'Cause he wants to sleep in till eight
If I don't remind him, it's time to get up
He tells me, it's my fault, he's late

Now I clean up the kitchen till noontime
And then I vacuum till a quarter to three

Cabin fever is killing me

At seven he calls up and says, "Don't cook supper"
When he knows that it's already done
My kids climb the curtains and I climb the walls
While he's with the boys having fun

Let me try to get a breath of fresh air
And all I ever get's the third degree

I got to leave here
Cabin fever's killing me
Cabin fever's killing me
I gotta leave here
Cabin fever's killing me