IDTTYWLM Songtext
von Loudon Wainwright III

I don′t think that your wife likes me
I don't think that your wife likes me
Now why do you suppose that that is?
I don′t know

Maybe, maybe it's because we go drinking
Yeah, maybe it's ′cause you and I go drinking together
And on occasion we take in an off-Broadway show
Or maybe it′s because I'm famous
Yeah, maybe she′s just a little bit jealous
Or maybe it's because I was married
And now I′m divorced


On the telephone she sounds so hostile
On the telephone she sounds so hostile to me
And when I see her, the smile that she flashes me
Well, it's kind of forced

Anyway, I don′t think that your wife likes me
I don't think that your wife likes me
I'm famous and she′s jealous
And she probably thinks that I′m full of crap
And I don't think that your wife trusts me
And I don′t think that your wife trusts you
She thinks I take you out to Eighth Avenue
To catch the clap-your-hands
I don't think that your wife likes me
I don′t think that your wife likes me

You know, I detest your wife
Did I ever say that before?
Why do you suppose that that is?
I don't know