Look At That Woman

She had the hoops, white gold

With the penny loafs covering her toes

She was mine, got cold

Now the guilt's the only thing I hold

Spend my nights all alone

Till I snap and buy a redeye home

And I toss and I turn

Let a cigarette burn

My skin like a furnace

Damn honey, look at you go

Ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Breaking my heart

Breaking my heart

Tennessee for the night

Got to get out of town sometimes

Got drunk on the flight

Since she left I've been way out of line

Lost my faith and my mind

On the day we had to say goodbye

And I try not to call but the leaves start to fall

Girl, it's nobody's fault but damn

You could make a thug cry

Ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Ooh, look at that-

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Damn, girl, you could make a thug cry

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, look at that woman

Breaking

Breaking my heart

Breaking my heart

Breaking my heart

She's breaking my heart

Breaking my heart

Breaking my heart

She had the hoops, white gold

She had the hoops, white gold

She had the hoops, white gold