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 woa
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 woa
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
Chorus
You must a little confused
If you think it's going to be like it used
To be Used to be
I think you're losin touch with reality
(Possible last lines)
Ba---by---y the answer is "No.."
Back again, well what do you know
Together again Well I don't think so
The stars burned out and hell hit 60 below
Baby the answer is no
Well you're back again with that look in your eyes
Together again well isn't that nice
And the stars burned out and hell hit/dropped to 50 below
Ba---by---y I don't think so
So you want me back now isn't that nice
Just you and me Just like old times
And now you come cruisin down the track
In your brand new boots and your Cadillac
Like that--just like that
I'd rather spend the night with a heart attack
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Just like that
You're outa my life, babe, and that's a fact
Just like that
Now hit the road, and don't come back
Just like that
I'm gonna get my baseball bat
Just like that
make love to a pole cat
I'd rather hit my head with a baseball bat