Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Ain't Right, artist - LeAnn Rimes. Album song Spitfire, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 08.04.2013
Record label: Curb
Song language: English
You Ain't Right |
I wash the dishes and the dog |
Feed the fishes and the hog |
Rub your feet, change your sheets |
Cook you something good to eat |
Put the bacon in the beans |
Made the chicken finger lickin' |
Tell me honey, what did you do |
I plant the peas, pull the weeds |
Put the sugar in the tea |
Can the pickles, cream the corn |
Get a mess of babies born |
Swat the flies, sweep the floors |
What’d I do it for? |
Honey what did you do? |
You hang out with the boys |
Get drunk and drink all night |
Spend my pay, well you sleep all day |
Wake up and pick a fight |
You’d think by now I’d learn |
You’d think I’d see the light |
If that’s the way you’re gonna love me babe |
You ain’t right |
I cut tobacco, paint the barn |
Young-in's hangin' on my arm |
Stir the gravy, fry the eggs |
Milk the cow and shave my legs |
And lay down in your loving arms |
And do it like I give a darn |
Honey, what did you do? |
You hang out with the boys |
Get drunk and drink all night |
Spend my pay, well you sleep all day |
Wake up and pick up a fight |
You’d think by now I’d learn |
You’d think I’d see the light |
If that’s the way you’re gonna love me babe |
You ain’t right |
Well my mama keeps on telling me |
You’re a sorry son of a somebody |
And I should kick your tail out to the curb |
Well I know I don’t deserve all this |
But there’s something about you that I’d miss |
I must like you getting on my nerves |
You dead burn lazy son of a gun, never doin' me right |
Sorry S.O.B. |
good for nothin' piece of shit |
You hang out with the boys |
Get drunk and drink all night |
Spend my pay, well you sleep all day |
Wake up and pick up a fight |
You’d think by now I’d learn |
You’d think I’d see the light |
If that’s the way you’re gonna love me babe |
You ain’t right |