Back Stabbin Betty
Poor guy that man John ThomasHis woman truly was a devilAnd she wasn't all that honestShe tore him down on every level
You're a no good, lazy mother fuckerGot a, a shit job you worthless motherfuckerYou're a, a deadbeat feel sorry for your motherIf I, I had time I'd trade you for another
He don't like thatHe wants his life backHe wants go back home
He tried so hard to please herHe sold his soul to keep her happyBut nothing he did impressed herShe always left him feeling shitty
This is it, no this can't be all you brought meSaid I'm, I'm high class and this is where you brought me?Gonna, strike low just like my momma taught meYou're a, a lowlife and lucky that you got me
He don't like thatHe wants his life backHe wants to go back home
Down deep way down inside himThe will to leave was growing strongerAnd he bit his tongue for so longHe couldn't hold back any longer
You're a two faced, ruthless instigatorYou're a, a low down, trifling masqueraderYou're a, a cold bitch, controlling conversaterThis is too much I'm out I'll see you later
She don't like that, but he got his life backNo she don't like that, but he's right back on trackI said he went back home