CHORUS:
âMy girl left the radio on
ââSo don't come crying to me
ââIf you can't take this song
ââHouston there's a gun in my hand
ââEverybody knows she's just
ââGonna break his heart
Any other time I could take it
But this time she's gone much too far
Evidentially she's made it with him
And she's taking it out on my twelve string guitar
She's piling up everything I own in the car
You should see her smile
She set me up, said I hit her to the cops
And she says she's gonna leave me, yeah
Yes she says she's gonna leave me
CHORUS
(INSTRUMENTAL OVER 1st verse section)
She's taking every telephone in the house
My wallet, keys, and files
She's drinking and driving and moving me out
And she doesn't want to see me
Yeah yeah yeah
Doo doo doo doo
And she wanted his baby
Yeah she cried for his baby
But he already had a girl one third his age
So she threw me out
Of my own house
And when I would not leave she just had to find a way
So she called up 911
And let them to the smoking gun
But they threw her in the cage