I don’t wanna leave, bernadette,But I don’t wanna live with the jet set.I don’t wanna leave with you payin’ all my debts,With that alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get.Ooh, bernadette, you are so expensive.You’ve never done a day’s work in your life,You’ve got no incentive.You’ve made a career out of punting off all of the men you’ve slept with.Ooh, bernadette, you are so expensive.I can’t get a job, bernadette,So all that I can offer are a lot of bad debtsIf you marry me, bernadette,You’ll lose the alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get.Ooh, bernadette, you are so expensive.You’ve never done a day’s work in your life,You’ve got no incentive.You’ve made a career out of punting off all of the men you’ve slept with.Ooh, bernadette, you are so expensive.Ooh, bernadette, bernadette.Ooh, bernadette, bernadette.[bernadette’s got a house in the country,She’s really got it made.Her lawyers made her filthy rich,She’s got all expenses paid.]Maybe a famous rock star will fly you away,Then you’ll eat him all up,And spit him out,With a dash of perrier.And when you’ve had enoughYou’ll throw him away,And take him for all you can get.Yeah, you like it don’t you, bernadette? I don’t want to leave bernadette,But I wanna keep a little bit of self respect.I don’t want to leave with you paying all my debts,With that alimony, palimony, whatever it is you get.Ooh, bernadette, you are so expensive.You’ve never done a day’s work in your life.You’ve got no incentive.Women like you oughta be locked up,For giving others a bad name.Ohh, bernadette, you are so expensive.Ooh, bernadette, bernadette.Ooh, bernadette.I think you’re sad.