Well I didn't come here to deal with a doggone thing I just came here to hear the drummer's cymbal ring There ain't no way you can put me down I just wanna say that hell's my wife's home town
Well there's reasons for that, and reasons for this I can't think of any just now, but I know they exist I'm sitting in the sun 'till my skin turns brown I just wanna say that hell's my wife's home town Home town, home town
She can make you steal, make you rob Give you the hives, make you lose your job Make things bad, she can make things worse She got stuff more potent than a gypsy curse
One of these days I'll end up on the run I'm pretty sure she'll make me kill someone I'm going inside, roll the shutters down I just wanna say that hell's my wife's home town
Well there's plenty to remember, plenty to forget I still can remember the day we met I lost my reasons a long ago My love for her is all I know
State gone broke, the county's dry Don't be looking at me with that evil eye Keep on walking, don't be hanging around I'm telling you again that hell's my wife's home town Home town, home townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
