I grabbed that telephone I thought we were alone Telling me there's company Your husband's comin' home I've been thinking about this saturday night with you I've been thinking about it all week long And now I'm gonna lose it 'cause that Son-of-a-bitch got me singin' that same old song Got one foot out the door Tryin' to hit the road Ain't no match for your mean old man I think it's time to roll Got one foot out the door Got one foot out the door Think I'm gonna fight him? Don't you let him put down Put that to the floor Put the pedal to the metal And you beat it out of town No comin' back, back for more
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