She put too much sugar in my coffee
She knows **** well I do not care for cream
On our Anniversary she went out with the girls
She didn't even wear her wedding ring
She gave me a luggage set for Christmas
And a brochure of some towns in Mexico
She bought me a ticket on a bus to Tijuana
Just her way of saying Adios
She found another way to say goodbye
She's wearing sweet perfume I didn't buy
She wrecked my little red pick up truck
So she could watch this grown man cry
She found another way to say goodbye
She took the bed and sent me to the sofa
Said, "You sound like a saw mill when you snore"
She put my sports page on the bottom of the bird's cage
Before I got to read the latest score.....
CHORUS
Copyright Louis Brown
Dec 25, 2011
Dec 25, 2011 at 6:49 PM UTC
She put too much sugar in my coffee
She knows **** well I do not care for cream
On our Anniversary she went out with the girls
She didn't even wear her wedding ring
She gave me a luggage set for Christmas
And a brochure of some towns in Mexico
She bought me a ticket on a bus to Tijuana
Just her way of saying Adios
She found another way to say goodbye
She's wearing sweet perfume I didn't buy
She wrecked my little red pick up truck
So she could watch this grown man cry
She found another way to say goodbye
She took the bed and sent me to the sofa
Said, "You sound like a saw mill when you snore"
She put my sports page on the bottom of the bird's cage
Before I got to read the latest score.....
CHORUS
Copyright Louis Brown
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