Returning My Wife (No Returns)

*Verse 1**

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I walked to the counter,

receipt in my hand,

said this love’s too pricey,

more than I planned.

Clerk raised his eyebrow,

and smirked with concern…

“Returning your wife, sir?

Sorry, no returns.”

```

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*Chorus (gospel call & response, playful)**

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Returning my wife,

’cause she’s too expensive!

(Return her back, return her back!)

But the sign on the wall,

said love’s too intensive!

(No returns, no returns!)

Wait a sec,

I said no returns…

Life’s contract signed,

and the fire still burns.

```

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*Verse 2**

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Her laughter is diamonds,

her silence is gold,

but the bills keep on rising,

the story grows old.

I bargained with fate,

but fate never learns…

You can’t swap a wife,

’cause there’s no returns.

```

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*Chorus (expanded, with choir echoes)**

```

Returning my wife,

’cause she’s too expensive!

(Return her back, return her back!)

But love is a game,

forever offensive!

(No returns, no returns!)

Wait a sec,

I said no returns…

Every lesson of love,

is the pain it earns.

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*Bridge (tango twist, ironic and smoky)**

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Spin me round,

in this tango of debt,

She kisses my cheek,

says “You ain’t left yet.”

A contract of roses,

with thorns that still burn…

In the market of hearts,

there are no returns.

```

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*Final Chorus (climactic, choir + tango drama)**

```

Returning my wife,

’cause she’s too expensive!

(Return her back, return her back!)

But the clerk just laughed,

said “Love’s too intensive!”

(No returns, no returns!)

Wait a sec,

I said no returns…

When the music is played,

every heart still yearns.

```

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*Outro (smoky whisper, playful)**

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No returns…

No refunds…

Only love…

And the cost it becomes.

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