Now that old car, it ain’t going to last
You ride around all day, I buy the gas
The more I work, the more you spend
Tell me honey baby when will this all end
Her bags are packed, my nerves are racked
She’s got a one-way ticket, ain’t coming back
Oh baby, baby
Where you going to find a good man like me
Take a look at this house turned upside-down
I hung the clothes on the line, they blowed down to the ground
I try to eat my own cooking but its awful bland
I’m telling you right now things are out of hand
[Chorus 1][2x]
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