Title: Cabin Fever
Artist: Barbra Streisand
Composer(s): Ron Nagle
Lyric:
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
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