There's a hole where he used to be We were meant to be solid A puff of smoke, a mystery Everything left but his wallet (wallet, wallet, wallet) The suffragettes turn in their graves He thought that life was a Holiday So I'm supposed to be grateful? He left behind his wallet (wallet, wallet) Did I owe him more of myself? My heart, my soul, my body, rob it Did I not have a voice? Just because he used his wallet (wallet, wallet, wallet, wallet) The phone calls stopped, he disappeared I thought we were solid No husband, no father, how I feared Everything left but his wallet (wallet, wallet, wallet, wallet) Am I supposed to say thank you now? That he paid his way out No husband, no father, how I feared Everything left but his wallet That wallet that carried children On it's big strong daddy shoulders It's not right to just leave behind Everything left but your wallet (wallet) That wallet sang bedtime stories It kissed me goodnight That wallet bought him out Of doing what was right