Lyrics

Why the good mind to buy me a pint, Get drunk and lay out all night. It's been a week long war at home with that woman of mine. Could call an old number or two, Might as well if I'm being accused, Her thinkin' I'm-A doin' her wrong ain't-A doin' me right... She'd be sorry if I don't call, Walk the floor and climb the walls. My pillow is all she'll have her back turned on tonight. Ahh but I love her too much to step out, I wish she loved me beyond a doubt. Her thinkin' I'm-a doin' her wrong ain't-A doin' me right... Oh that number she found in my shirt, Is just a new girl that hired at work. Her and her husband invited us over some night. You'd think after all this time, She'd know I'm not the cheatin' kind. Her thinkin' I'm-A doin' her wrong ain't-A doin' me right... She'd be sorry if I don't call, Walk the floor and climb the walls. My pillow is all she'll have her back turned on tonight. Ahh but I love her too much to step out, I wish she loved me beyond a doubt, Her thinkin' I'm-A doin' her wrong ain't-A doin' me right...
Writer(s): Glenn Martin, Dean Dillon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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