I grabbed that telephone

I thought we were alone

Telling me there's company

Your husband's comin' home

I've been thinking about this Saturday night with you

I've been thinking about it all week long

And now I'm gonna lose it 'cause that

Son-of-a-bitch got me singin' that same old song

Got one foot out the door

Tryin' to hit the road

Ain't no match for your mean old man

I think it's time to roll

Got one foot out the door

Got one foot out the door

Think I'm gonna fight him?

Don't you let him put down

Put that to the floor

Put the pedal to the metal

And you beat it out of town

No comin' back, back for more