He left for work everyday in his khaki's and sweater
But she knew better
Feeling the rage of his leather
Bare foot and pregnant
Everything looked perfect and pleasant
The family jacket was the talk of the neighborhood
Henry and Hank their fathers son's 
Grace, her heart, her moon, her sun.
The daughter from another
Her one and only true love.
He pretends he doesn't know
Taking out his anger
Blow by blow
The family jacket
Oh how he adored her
So beautiful his sweet little
saboteur