Don't Let the Door Hit Ya

Picked up my honey, some roses on the boulevard

On my way home, from my gig at the old stock yard

Something just told me, today would be extra hard

Imagine my dismay

Pulling up to my driveway

To see another man's truck there parked

I said, What the hell is goin' on right here?

I just want to put my feet up, and maybe have a beer

I tried to give you everything

You leave, I'm gonna stay

Don't let the door, hit ya out, on the way

She packed up a bag, and went to her sisters place

Told all our friends my head's in outer space

Too bad she couldn't, say it all to my face

The real problem hon'

Is your as crazy as they come

And I think that I'm done, ya head case

I said, What the hell is goin' on right here?

I just want to put my feet up, and maybe have a beer

I tried to give you everything

You leave, I'm gonna stay

Don't let the door, hit ya out, on the way

So this is the end, No doubt, that we're both through

No white picket fence

No saying "Yes, I do."

Your best friend came by, to make sure that I'm not blue

Now here's what she said

This mornin' rollin' outa bed

Wearing a smile, with a wink for you

She said, What the hell was goin' on in here?

You had a decent man, he'd take ya dancin' and for beers

He tried to give you everything

You leave, I'm gonna stay

Don't let the door, hit ya out, on the way

Don't let the door, hit ya out, on the way