We sing it woth a couple more verses.

My husband does disturb me when I'm laid to my rest.
He does what he does, but he does it not best.
My husband's a laggard in body and soul.
Give me the punch ladle I'll fathom the bowl.

My lover does disturb me when I'm laid to my rest.
He does what he does, and he does it the best.
My lover's a stallion, a joy to behold.
Give me the punch ladle, I'll fathom the bowl.

I think there may be one or two others.

Robin