Don't Come Around This House

I don’t want you coming round this house anymore, baby
You know I hate to say it breaks my heart
I don’t want you coming round this house anymore, baby
You know it breaks my heart
You know I’m gonna have to put you down
Lord, six feet underground
Your mother came around the other day, ya know
She knocked on the door
She said, «Is anybody in there?» I said, «Lord no, no, no, no»
You gotta stop comin' round this house, baby
You know it breaks my heart
I hate to put you down baby
But, Lord, you know, I gotta have a fresh new start
You know, I was in my house the other day
I heard a knock on the door
I was loving another woman, ya know
A man’s voice said,"Hey, I gotta go back"
I jumped up, and I heard him say, «I gotta go back to the store»
How many times can we gt lucky, baby?
Lord, before your man finds out
You know I don’t mind dying, baby
Lord, I just wanna know so I can find out
So I can get rady
Alright, baby. Alright!
So, I’m gonna go back to my momma’s house
I think I’m gonna have to ask her if I can move back in
Nothing wrong with that!
The only problem, ya know
My mama is hangin' out with her with old high school friend
He said I can’t come back
I had to go down the road
So I went to ask my father, ya know
Lord, can you take me in the shape I’m in?
Alright, hit me again, baby!