Miranda Lambert
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend
Well it took me five bars, some thirty license plates
I saw her mustang and my eyes filled up with rage
Well I brought my pistol, but I ain’t some kind of fool
So I walked right in barehanded, she was on his arm while he was playin’ pool
Just like I used to do
She kissed him while I got a beer, well she didn’t think I’d show up here
I’m a crazy ex-girlfriend
I watched her for a while but I didn’t like her walk
She came across kinda cheap to me, but hey, how’s that my fault
She looked at my man like he didn’t have on a stitch
Somebody tell that girl to step up to the plate, i’m on a pitch
Little bitch
Them pretty girls can play their game
But they’re damn well gonna know my name
I’m a crazy ex-girlfriend
Well I started throwin’ things and I scared folks half to death
I got up in his face and smelled whiskey on his breath
I didn’t give a second thought to being thrown in jail
Cause baby to hammer everything looks like a nail
And I was mad as hell
Well them pretty girls their all the same
But they’re damn well gonna know my name
I’m a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I’m a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
I’m a crazy Ex-Girlfriend
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