'Fore I woke up this mornin'
I done knew where he went
Hid the keys to my car
Smoked my last cigarette
That good for nothin' mothertruckin' son of a gun
I don't need to know a name 'cause I could tell which one
He went back to Tulsa
Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
'Cause it ain't what you think
But if you spell it back to front
You gonna know what I mean
Bet he's thinkin' that I'm cryin'
Couldn't be more wrong
He done got his ass kicked out
He did it all on his own
I took every last bit and threw it out in the grass
He can pick up his shit if he ever comes back
He went back to Tulsa
Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
'Cause it ain't what you think
But if you spell it back to front
You gonna know what I mean
He went back to Tulsa
Hun, you done me a favor
I ain't angry with you
Babe, there's millions of Tulsa's
You'll be singin' this soon
I hate to break it to ya, but you're bound to find out
He's a real P-O-S and he's your problem now
He went back to Tulsa
Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
'Cause it ain't what you think
But if you spell it back to front
You gonna know what I mean
He went back to Tulsa
Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
'Cause it ain't what you think
But if you spell it back to front
You gonna know what I mean
He went back to Tulsa
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