No, you didn't just I kicked you out I couldn't hardly That the words out my mouth
You couldn't hardly What you yourself, discuss And you packed up all your And you goodbye to us
Tell me is in the way In the way of my for you? me what is in the way In the way of my love for
get it outta of the way of my love Hafta get it outta of the way of my
And now, there's nothing to lose And the just says 'Fini' And each night in separate We cry
And day, we yell Down each other's Two strippers Swinging two poles
Tell me is in the way In the way of my love for me what is in the way In the way of my love for
Yeah, there's something in the way of my for you Yeah, there's something in the way of my
So we took all the pictures And we took down all the walls Packed up our Piled them in the
Yeah, we bagged our Kicked it to the And then we stood there And we stood there
'Cause we were done To the things we were to lose And the only thing Was a view
You at me And I at you And we said, "How now What you do?"
Now there's in the way In the way of my for you Now something in the way In the way of my for you
I to get it out the way Out the way of my for you I to get it out the way Out the way of my for you
No, you just leave No, you didn't just No, you didn't just No, you didn't just