You should have seen her, she was beauty incarnate,
Every day I would see her arrive.
I was the head janitor and she was the nurse,
I swore I would make her my wife.

Forty years passed since we met in that home,
Thirty-eight as a married couple,
I should have listened to the elderly women,
They warned me that she would be trouble

But I wouldn't take back that fateful Friday,
As ‘Mavis’ let six words unfurl,
As the janitor stared at the beautiful nurse,
And said “For God sake, kiss the girl!”