This here ain't no love song

And it ain't for you

Its for the folks that relate to

What I've been going through

Its for the 40 hour overtime

Workin' man

And too the good women out there

I know you'll understand



Why don't you run off to L.A.

And lose your mind

And get some energy doctor to tell

You everything is fine

We can still be friends like you talk about

But first give me back them pearls

And the keys to my fuckin house

Get out



They say all wee need is just a little patience

But what do you do when your woman

Is too high maintenance yea

I'm hatin to admit it

Even if its your wife

Tell her pack your shit

And take the first train out of my life



Its a classic line baby

I just wanna be friends

But baby my friends don't have the keys to my Mercedes Benz, no

I think I know what you mean

You wanna talk and such

Tell me all your problems

But we don't fuck

Ain't that right

I had plenty of friends before I met you

I don't need no more



feel real bad tonight

Please pack your shit

And take the first train out of my life



They say all we need is just a little patience

Yea

But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance

I know

I'm hatin to admit it even if its your wife

Tell her to pack your bags

And take the first train out of my life



Why don't you run off to L.A.

And lose your mind

You've got 15 minutes and

I think your wasting time yea

Its easy to see when you've lost your mind

But here ill be when you decide to come back blind

You were a midwest girl who says

She liked to drink beer and hang

And now your walkin red carpets talkin New York hip hop slang

And even though I might break down

And cry tonight

Please pack your shit

And take the first train out of my life oh yea yea



Why don't you run off to L.A.




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