Came home with a jewel missing out of my crown Let me inside put my empty bags on the ground Open this door come on, I'm not messing around Can't believe I'm standing here, you used to call me proud Well believe me I'll be gone by the time you get back from work I just left a few things I don't want no one to get hurt
Just give me back my hammer Give me back my nail Give me back my jeans and my JJ cale Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable And don't forget my toothbrush and me table
You got a good thing going on I wouldn't want to take you away se la vie, so it goes dirty business or so they say I know I done you wrong but here we Are face to face boy I sure am glad I don't have to hang around this place well believe me, baby, this ain't fun or me neither so get out of my way or I'll start blasting "cat scratch fever"
Give me back my hammer Give me back my nail Give me back my jeans and my JJ cale Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable And don't forget my toothbrush and me table
I don't care which way you think the story might have went
I've already recollected all the love I wish I had not spent baby you know I paid more than my share of the rent there ain't nothing in my heart for you Except a big ol'denkt so try to pin it down try to tear it up or try to get me gone I'll just need a few things for the road that I'll be on