This is a song for the men out in the audience.  We want you to know,  we understand. 
Sometimes when you’re living with a woman. 
(Spoken:) It really doesn’t matter what you do.  If you do or if you don’t -- you’re damned. 

It starts sounding like a simple question.  But you know there is more than that at stake. 
Cuz if you get the wrong answer to this question.   The sofa will be your only mate. 
And it goes something like this: 

Honey, do I look fat in this dress? Now, tell me what are you gonna say? 
“No, honey. You don’t look fat in that dress!” 
“You mean, I look fat some OTHER way?” 
The problem lies in the question  and that it has passed from her lips. 
Cuz she thinks your love’s connected to what is  on her hips. 

So when you hear: 
Honey, do I look fat in this dress?  Say: “I want you! I want you now!” 
Honey, you mean I look good in this dress? C’mere, baby, let me show you how! 
You need to answer the deeper question Is your love for me still true? 
You say, “Honey, I love you more now,  than when I said  “I do.”