Well, it's sunrise on the freeway as I get back from town Find you standin' in my boots, kicking my dog around Empty bottles on the floor Enough to build a monument Then you've got the nerve to tell me Somebody took the rent
Who needs ya'? Think about it baby, who needs you? Now you can save your lip, just pack your grip And leave a trail of smoke behind you Who needs ya'? Can you tell me baby, who needs you? Who needs you? Think about it baby Well, who needs you? Can you tell me please?
Last week you pulled another of your tricks You let your brother move in here with a herd of freaks They ate us out of house and home Turned this place into a sty Darlin' by tomorrow you'll be eatin' humble pie