Pinkard & Bowden

Drivin My Wife Away
Well, I go out drinkin'Come in late, thinkin',Tell my wife; Left the car with the keysSittin' by the highwayAnd it got (S-T-O-L-E-N).Then I tell her to get dressedHigh heels, Sunday bestBig surprise, lots of funShe thinks she's goin' to a partyThen we go (B-O-W-L-I-N')Oooh, I'm drivin' my wife awayShe can't take another day of meOooh, I'm drivin' my wife awayDidn't want her anyway Well, a truckstop cutie's, comin' on to meWife's along, gettin' madShe don't think it's very funnyStill I keep (S-E-A-R-C-H-I-N')Then she got real (HYPER)Slaps me on the (TEMPLE)Told me I could stay if I wanted toBut she was gonna goMy face is still (H-U-R-T-I-N From Letras Mania