Ain’t gunna take it no more!|
By Wild Bill Copyright © 2009 all rights reserved.
My partner, wife, an’ lady said,
“Leave those boots at the door!”
“Didn’t you listen you knuckle head?”
“I ain’t gunna take it no more!”
First I show up at nearly three
Creepin’ in late at night.
Leave the door open as I pee,
Stumblin’ round, what a sight.
Reekin’ of beer and cigarettes,
There’s lipstick on my collar,
My wallets empty from losin’ bets,
Don’t know if she’ll cry or holler.
But the thing that had her in the air
Floatin’ around on her broom
Was my motorcycle over there
Parked in the livin’ room!
Marriage though is a compromise
Of that I will confide
So if you show up at sunrise
Leave your boots outside!