My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband Who hated his job and hated his life So he wanted to drive his tan Chevy Off of a bridge because he hated his car And he hated his life He couldn't silence the ever present thought "I'm doing all I can yet I'm an unsuccessful man" And his heart was blank Don't we know what blank people are good for What they are good for? My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband Who just couldn't escape or catch a break So he wanted to ride his bike Blindfolded into traffic Cause he hated his bike and he hated his life His heart was consumed with guilt From the knowledge he had not Become a successful man He was an unsuccessful man And his heart was blank Don't we know what blank people are good for What they are good for? Till one day my Auntie introduced him To her friend named Gwendoline And she must have made a stunning first impression Because he left my Auntie And never came back again leaving with Gwendoline But my Auntie didn't care She knew she could find Another blank husband anywhere By God they're everywhere My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband