Five months ago ya left me here
Without a single dime.
Yer doin fine and everything
Ya own used to be mine.
Ya left me stuck with all the bills
An` you got all the land.
I think by now it`s safe to say
I`m not a happy man.
I hear yer livin up on the hill
With some guy that drives a porsche.
And i`m still here in a beat up shack
With a twenty year old horse.
You stopped in here like we`re good friends
But I think you better go.
I`m mad as hell but i`ll hold back
Cause there`s somethin you should know.
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I wouldn`t hit ya, I ain`t thata way
But i`ve said all that i`m gonna say.
So you better make tracks, ya better get out of sight
Cause i wouldn`t hit ya but my girlfriend might.
Well I see ya don`t believe your ears
But what I said is true.
She`s a pretty little brown haired girl
and she even cooks good too.
She`s got a heart of gold and treats me right
But if I were you i`d head
On out of here cause she hates you
And she wishes you was dead.