I Don’t Think So

©1996 Neal & Barbara Gladstone

You hurt me baby You cut me deep
You took my pride You made me weep
And now you drive up in your Cadillac
Thinking that I’m gonna take you back like that
Just like that
I’d rather build my house on a railroad track
You hurt me, baby You left me alone
You broke my heart You wrecked my home
And here you come talkin’ smooth and soft
Sayin that you just can’t get me off your mind
Off your mind
I think you been drinkin too much turpentine
You want those Good times again
It’s gonna be like it was back then
When the seas dry up and the stars burn out
And hell gets covered with snow – whoa
Honey, I don’t think so!
I know you, baby, I know your style
Your one half man, and one half reptile
And now you come crawlin up to me
Thinkin everything is goin to be alright just alright
You must think that I’m not too bright
You want those good times again
It’s gonna be like it was back then
When the seas dry up and the stars burn out
And hell gets covered with snow – whoa
Honey, I don’t think so!
Just like that
You can drive around in your fancy car
Just like that
You can get dressed up like a movie star
Just like that
You can tell your lies till you’re all worn out
Just like that
But honey there’s one thing you can forget about and that’s
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