I Ain't Already There

(Dean Dillon/Scott Emerick/Toby Keith) She called me on the 'phone and said: "C'mon, get on the plane tonight, pronto." So just like every time when Kimo Sabi cried for help, Here come Tonto. I guess she run her lover off again, An' I can't believe how long it's been, I had my fingers runnin' through her hair. Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there. Baby, I just landed, grabbed my bag an' hopped a cab, An' I'm comin' solo. Light a candle, fill a tub, put on some music that you love, An' I'll bring the mojo. Yeah, the cabbie said that he'd drive like hell, Keep promise me a pony-tail, An' Baby Vicky's secret underwear: Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there. Now it's been real an' it's been fun: Another notch carved in her gun: repetition. You know the funny thing when you play her game: What you thought would change just stays the same: eviction. I'd be on this plane to Illinois, She'd be locked down with some pretty boy, When we touched down in Chicago at O'Hare: Only bad thing about it is I ain't already there, oh no. Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there. Already there. I ain't already there. Already there.