(B. Braddock & Curly Putnam)

Our Little Boy Is Four Years Old
And He's Quite A Little Man
So We Spell Out The Words
We Don't Want Him To Understand
Like T-O-Y, Or Maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But The Words We're Hiding From Him Now
Tears The Heart Right Out Of Me
Chorus:

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E Becomes Final Today
Me And Little J-O-E Will Be Going Away
I Love You Both And This Will Be
Pure H-E-double-L For Me
Oh, I Wish That We Could Stop This D-I-V-O-R-C-E

Watch Him Smile
He Thinks It's Christmas
Or His Fifth Birthday
And He Thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y
Spells Fun, Or Play
I Spell Out All The Hurtin' Words
And I Turn My Head When I Speak
Cause I Can't Spell Away This Hurt
That's Dripping Down My Cheek

Repeat Chorus