She likes the sad songs that play all night long She never turns 'em off, just sings along She likes the big screen and the home team And wants seconds of my chicken and my baked beans It might not be love, like our love was 'Cause she don't count the

Connie came back from her second cousin's wedding First time she'd been home in 'bout a year or two Just in time for the rehearsal dinner But that crazy Connie wasn't wearing any shoes She lives in L.A. she flies to New York City That woman's been around

I'm just a fool (Yeah yeah yeah) Waited and waited so long For someone who'd never come home It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah yeah) I know what I'm missing But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel

That for worse or for better we're better together Please just come back home No don't say that you're sorry And I won't say I told you so Oh can't you see You said you needed your space I wasn't where you wanted to be I didn't stand in your way

When Johnny comes Marching home again He's coming by bus or underground A woman's eye will shed a tear To see his face so beaten in fear An' it was just around the corner in the English civil war It was still at the stage of clubs and fists When that

Oh I need you baby Yes I need you baby I thought I was having fun And I know I'll treat you right Come on back home to me I'll make it all up to you, woman Just you wait around and see I was wrong baby I know I was wrong baby

I'm a cold one down at the end of the day A little sundown buzz and more on the way I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag In his pointed toe boots and a

Call you on your phone and never come see you, darling I will never do that I'm roaming through the halls and asking people who be with you just to try to know where you at Yea wassup baby girl I'm just looking over this homework I really need some help

Too busy to think about us And you were just too busy being fabulous 'Cause you were just too busy being fabulous I came home to an empty house And I found your little note 'Don't wait up for me tonight' And that was all she wrote Do you think I don't

We should never gave, we should never gave Niggas money go back home, money go back home At first, I did love you But now I just wanna fuck Late night thinkin' of you Until I got my nut Tossed and turned, lesson learned You was my first girlfriend