Squeezes into her sexiest hose

And a little black dress from a decade ago

She won't stay home curled up

In that big bed alone anymore

She washed the smell of her kids from her clothes

She's trying not to wonder why the money all goes

Where the cold winds blow

And the picked-over wallflowers grow anymore

But she won't let herself get mad (no, no, no)

She won't lie awake broken hearted and sad (no, no)

And she won't fade away where (away)

The old maids sleep in the shade anymore (way)

And she's not gonna play

The Devastated Divorcee anymore

She'll lock her purse in the truck of the car

And take over the bar like a Hollywood star

She'll leave 'em all rode wet, put up hard

And heart-broken tonight

She'll pout her lips and she'll bat her little eyes

Sit back and wait for the stallion to ride

One who might not a few harmless little scars

To remember her by

She won't let herself get mad (no, no)

She won't lie awake broken-hearted and sad (no, no, no)

And she won't fade away (way)

Where the old maids sleep in the shade anymore (way)

She's not gonna play

The Devastated Divorcee anymore

Woo-hoo-ooo-hoo

Woo-hoo-ooo-hoo

She pauses to push her past from her mind

With her kids at her mom's, she can finally unwind

But she can't put that asshole behind her

No matter how often she tries

She locks her keys in the trunk of the car

And she breaks off a heel walking into the bar

And the longest and hardest thing she can recall

Is the passage of time

But she won't let herself get mad (no, no, no)

And she won't lie awake broken hearted and sad (no, no)

And she won't fade away (way)

Where the old maids sleep in the shade anymore

She's not gonna play

The Devastated Divorcee anymore

She's not going to play

The Devastated Divorcee anymore