Housewife

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HOUSEWIFE by Jay Brannan

Two bodies pressed together
Two boys are falling hard
The smell of sweat and leather
A kinky greeting card

Crazy about each other
We both have fucked our pasts
But when we are together
We have a fucking blast

I wanna be a housewife
What’s so wrong with that?
I wanna be a housewife, yeah
And that’s just where I’m at

I’m making guacamole
He’s working on the car
When he grills turkey burgers
He knows I like them charred

I like to wash the dishes
I like to scrub the floors
Don’t mind doing his laundry
What are boyfriends for?

I wanna be a housewife
What’s so wrong with that?
I wanna be a housewife, yeah
And that’s just where I’m at

I wanna have his baby
I want to wear his ring
He drives me fuckin’ crazy
I am his everything

I wanna be a housewife
What’s so wrong with that?
I wanna be a housewife, yeah
And that’s just where I’m at

I wanna be a housewife
What’s so wrong with that?
Can’t wait to l_?__ in my life, yeah
Cause we haven’t met
We haven’t met yet
We haven’t met yet
We haven’t met yet
met yet

Can I just say, this is one of the cutest song ever written (with a cute music video too). I’ve always wanted to be a housewife, ahhaa, I know that’s silly but I did (and I might still do) and this song best reflects that. Funny thing though is whenever I mention this to everyone I know, I always get that awkward cringe as a response, and then a laughter. They usually say they don’t ever see me being a housewife, but then you’ll never know. I want to be a lot of things, and my list still includes being a housewife someday (or the gay version of that), still fashionable though, without the fake boobs and botox.

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