There must be a real good reason why he aint home yet There must be a real bad wreck slowing him down I’m hoping he blew a tire, his old truck flipped and caught on fire Cause God help my man if hes foolin around
Chorus – If he’s fooling around with some hussy he knows While I’m cooking his dinner and washing his clothes, If he thinks he can come home and climb into my bed, He’s got another thing coming upside his head
I hope there was a homeless hooker that he gave a hug to I pray that’s her lipstick on his shirt this morning I found These seven numbers I see in his pocket better win the lottery Cause God help my man, if he’s foolin around
Chorus – If he’s fooling around with some hussy he knows While I’m rocking his babies and washing his clothes, If he thinks he can come home and climb into my bed, He’s got a frying pan coming upside his head
I hope he’s got a real good lawyer cause he’s gonna need one Cause you know my daddy is the judge here in this small town By the time I’m through I’m getting my half and I’m taking his too Cause God help my man if he’s fooling around Yea God help my man if he’s a foolin’ aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
