Its So Cold In Here
Well – I guess I’ve gone and done it again
I’m pretty sure this time she’s through
I just can’t seem to get it right
The drinking makes me act a fool
I’ll try dropping her off a lunch today
Maybe get her a card to ease the pain?
But ever since I called her Sally
Martha hasn’t been the same
We don’t talk like we use to
She won’t help me fold my cloths
I can tell she’s had enough of me
The way she leaves out the garden hose
She finally packed her bags and left me
She said she needs some room to roam
Good Lord - It’s so cold in here
It’s almost like she’s home
Ever since the day she left me
Nothings ever been the same
All my clothes are piled in the corner
I drink and watch all my favorite games
Sometimes I think about her
Her sweet ice tea and that flannel robe
I take a shot of whiskey to drown the memories
Of all the things I’ve lost at home
We don’t talk like we use to
She won’t help me fold my cloths
I can tell she’s had enough of me
The way she leaves out the garden hose
She finally packed her bags and left me
She said she needs some room to roam
Good Lord - It’s so cold in here
It’s almost like she’s home
We don’t talk like we use to
She won’t help me fold my cloths
I can tell she’s had enough of me
The way she leaves out the garden hose
She finally packed her bags and left me
She said she needs some room to roam
Good Lord - It’s so cold in here
It’s almost like she’s home
Yea -It’s so cold in here
It’s almost like she’s home
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