I wanna do this Over and
He's a man so full of and grace Any be impressed Takes a smile and paints it on your you feel like you've been blessed Promises things so Sees it from a song Soon as you to feel secure, yea Turn and he is gone
Packin' his bags, go, gotta go his bags, gotta go He's a man
Maybe he is just a rollin' Wanderin' from here to for a place to call his home Wonder if he cares So many years of and pain Is all you seem to him for Is it you or is it he to Whenever he walks out your
his bags, gotta go, gotta go Packin' his bags, go a Samsonite man
Where you're always to, away from me? If the wind blows you in my You come through to Forget about good intentions Leave me lonely and Mister Samsonite a bag is my suggestion From here on out you will be To my discretion, yea
So I know the baby And it will be the same No, no no no no now I got him
Packin' his bags, go, gotta go Packin' his bags, gotta go, go Packin' his bags, gotta go, go (Now you go) his bags, gotta go (I take it no more) his bags, gotta go, gotta go (It's all I him for) his bags, gotta go He's a man
Why don't you go? Yea yea, yea yea, woa woa, yea yea You hurt me no more, baby You touch me You hurt me no more, baby go, gotta go
{Pack bag, pack it up Gotta go, hit the road, You ain't gotta go