Well,
well,
well,
that's because you think you're so pretty.
And just because your mama thinks you're hot.
Well,
just because you think you've got something
that no worthy girl has got.
You're calling me to spend all of my money.
You're laughing to call me, oh, son of a law.
Well,
I'm telling you,
baby,
I'm through with you.
Because we're just vehicles.
Well,
well,
well,
there'll come a time when you'll be lonesome.
And there'll come a time when you'll be blue.
Well, there'll come a time when old Santa,
he won't pay your bills for you.
You'll cause me to lose all of my women.
And now, now you say we are through.
Well,
I'm telling you,
baby,
I was through with you a long,
long,
long time ago.
Well, just because you think you're so pretty.
And just because your mama thinks you're the hottest thing in town.
Well,
just because you think you've got something that nobody has got.
You're calling me to spend all of my money.
You're laughing to call me,
oh, son of a law.
Well,
I'm telling you,
baby,
I'm through with you.
Because we're just vehicles.