I don't wanna do and over
He's a man so of style and grace Any woman be Takes a and paints it on your face Makes you feel like you've blessed Promises things so Sees it from a song as you begin to feel secure, yea Turn and he is gone
Packin' his bags, go, gotta go his bags, gotta go He's a man
he is just a rollin' stone Wanderin' from here to for a place to call his home Wonder if he cares So many of heartache and pain Is all you to know him for Is it you or is it he to he walks out your door
Packin' his bags, gotta go, go his bags, gotta go He's a man
you're always runnin' to, away from me? If the wind you in my direction You through to rendezvous Forget your good intentions me lonely and confused Mister pack a bag That is my From on out you will be leavin' To my discretion, yea
So I the game baby And it will never be the 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 can't me You hurt me no more, baby go, gotta go
{Pack your bag, it up Gotta go, hit the road, You gotta go home}