Lyrics It Makes A Good Story - Hank Williams Jr.

It Makes A Good Story

Well who in the hell
Is startin' to tell
All of these lies
It’s been going around
All over town
'bout your men on the side
Well that’s hard to believe
You’ve been right there with me
In my arms every night
Guess they need something to do
So talkin' 'bout me and you
Fills up their empty life
But it makes a good story
And I guess it turns them on
You’re supposed to be the wild one
Not the mom bringing the kids home
I think they’re jealous of your sweet smile
They’ve seen their husbands eyes roam
I don’t need to watch the TV
I’ve got a soap opera here at home
People think we swing
And we do anything
Anytime, anywhere
That’s a big mistake
She barely gets a break
To dress and wash her hair
But when she does step out
Man, their eyes pop out
She’s got that drop dead beauty
And she can’t help that
And the real true fact
Is she’s mine and I’m hers, you see
But it makes a good story
And I guess it turns them on
She’s supposed to be the wild one
Not the mom bringing the kids home
I think they’re jealous of your good looks
I’ve watched their husbands' eyes roam
I don’t need to watch the TV
I’ve got a soap opera star of my own
I don’t need to watch the TV
I’ve got a soap opera star at home