We had a plan, move out of this town, babyWest to the sand, it's all we talked about latelyI'd pack the car, bring your guitar and Jane for smokin'First thing at dawn, you'd cue the songs and we'd get goin' But you weren't home, waited on the porch for yaSat there alone, all throughout the morn 'til IGot a hunch down in the gut and snuck around the backEmpty cans, and I'll be damned, your shit was never packed Did your boots stop workin'?Did your truck break down? (Truck break down)Did you burn through money?Did your ex find out? (Ex find out) Where there's a will, then there's a wayAnd I'm damn sure you lost itDidn't even say goodbyeJust wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowin'?Were you in a fight? (In a fight)Did the nerves come get you?What's your alibi? (Alibi) I made my way back to LAAnd that's where you'll be forgottenIn 40 years you'll still be hereDrunk, washed up in Austin A hell of a bluff, you had me believin'How many months did you plan on leavin'?What happened? Bad habits? Did you go back? Go batshit?I loved you, how tragic, oh-oh Did your boots stop workin'?Did your truck break down? (Truck break down)Did you burn through money?Did your ex find out? (Ex find out) Where there's a will, then there's a wayAnd I'm damn sure you lost itDidn't even say goodbyeJust wish I knew what caused it Was the whiskey flowin'?Were you in a fight? (In a fight)Did the nerves come get you?What's your alibi? (Alibi) I made my way back to LAAnd that's where you'll be forgottenIn 40 years you'll still be hereDrunk, washed up in Austin Did your truck break down?Did your ex find out? To my global daddies, teach your girlsTo appreciate their bodies, fellas, spread the wordAnd if I go out braless 'cause strap marks hurtDon't try to flirt Use both ears, boys (I)None of this is yours (I said)None of this is yours (I)No-no-none of this is yours (The end, oh)Choose your battles (I)None of this is yours (I said)None of this is yours (I) I said, "No sir"I'm a little upset, I'm madWhy you tryna get some?Keep your hands offI'm the boss of these breasts and assYou can only get some if I say soI dress up just to impress ya?If that's in your head, you're messed upI might get naked, shake that cakeI'm still not asking for itI'm a little upset, I'm mad'Cause I said, "No sir"I said, "No sir" I said, "No sir"(I said)(The end, oh) I said, "No sir" I dress up just to impress ya?If that's in your head, you're messed upI might get naked, shake that cakeI'm still not asking for itI'm a little upset, I'm mad'Cause I said, "No sir"I said, "No sir"
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