Some go to night clubs
   And some take to liquor
But some, to fight boredom,
   Just sit there and bicker.
When evenings are dullish
   For husband and wife,
A spat's just the ticket
   To bring things to life.
A word of suspicion,
   A jibe that is mean,
Suffices for starting
   A gay little scene.
So loosen the jawbone
   And make with the yak.
So loosen the jawbone
   And make with the yak.
Remarks that are nasty
   Bring nasty ones back.
It's cheaper than movies,
   More healthful than drink.
It gives you an apetite,
   Prompts you to think.
It peps things up nicely
   For husbands and wives--
Just lay off the chinaware,
   Pistols, and knives.