The first hint of morning, someone's snoring   The cat upstairs is yawning and calling her name   She's in a playful way and a venomous mood   When she bites my ear, it's just for fun      And I believe her when she says, "I'm glad we never wed"   Better off with the butter than the bread   Then quick, before she breathes, so gently I'm seized   My ear to her belly, whoa, nelly      It's just like she said   Better off with the butter than the bread   Now take it as a warning, the first hint of morning   There's good times ahead      Open the dawning, cars are crawling   Their rides outside are snoring, and it's pouring with rain   And in the strangest way the night behaves   In patterns and shapes that suggest that I escaped      And I believe her when she says, "I'm glad you never left"   Better off with a lover than a friend   Than quick before she speaks   So quickly I ease my lips to her cheek and thank Jesus      It's just like she said   Better off with the butter than the bread   Now take it as a warning, the first hint of morning   Oh, there's good times ahead      (Just like she said)   Oh, there's good times ahead   (Just like she said)   There's good times ahead      (Just like she said, good times ahead)   There's good times ahead   Yeah, there's good times ahead