I've had a belly full'a you
And that Leavenworth stuff
Now I'm gonna get out
And I'm gonna get rough
Ya been lyin' to me
How could you crawl so low
With some gin soaked boy
That you don't know

Ya came home last night
Full of a fifth of Old Crow
Said yer goin' to yer ma's
Where the hell did you go
You been slippin' out nights
You didn't think I'd know
With some gin soaked boy
That you don't know

Well I bet you as far
As Oklahoma by now
Dogs are barkin' out back
And you knit yer brow
Well, I'm on your trail
Sussed your M.O.
With some gin soaked boy
That you don't know