No Thank You, Dear, You Go

Husband:   The market place has worn me down
           Some people I can't handle
           I'll just read the Daily Scroll
           And take off both my sandals

           I know he's good, I've heard it's so
           But I'm feeling so damn beat
           No, my dear, you go-I can't
           I'd probably just sleep

Wife:      All right, my love-I'll miss you though
           There's a special feeling there
           He's like a magnet in the crowd
           I've never felt such care

           My eyes have opened wider since
           I heard him here last week
           There's something in the way he moves
           And in the way he speaks

           Will you go? I'd like it but
           You know I love you so-
Husband:   I'm really bushed-can't even move
           No thank you, dear, you go