She got her last check, took the apron off her neck
Hung it up, grabbed her stuff, headed out to the truck
She finally had enough
She took the black top down to the truck stop
Bought a map, ball cap, bag of Fritos in her life
Push and come to show
Ooh, she finally understood
Ooh, you gotta get while the getting's good
On the very same day, couple hundred miles away
A guy gets a mystery text from the crazy psycho
She said, I'm coming by
Oh, Lord have mercy
Grabbed his boots, grabbed his socks
Wishing he had changed the locks
Running through the neighbor's yard
Hits a sprinkler, goes down hard
Praying he gets out alive
Ooh, I guess he understood
Ooh, you gotta get while the getting's good
When you feel those four walls start to getting too small
Cash it in right away, hang yourself up on the fence
Roll again, make like a prairie wind
Ooh, I guess they understood
Ooh, you gotta get while the getting's good
Ooh, I guess they understood
Ooh, you gotta get while the getting's good
Don't you be looking back
Time to go
Oh, yeah