
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Walk Away |
Just walk away, just walk away |
There’s too much wrong for you to stay |
Just walk away, Just walk away |
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away |
Now he was just your average everyday traffic jam competitor |
With half a gram, walkin' in the club tryin' to set it off |
She had two silicon weapons of mass distraction |
Nipples like screw-in cleats, damn near blastin' |
Through her skin tight blouse, she lookin' for some action |
Said her hubby was out of town and started askin' |
If he’d like to go to her house |
I think that’s when he realized he couldn’t do it |
Looked at her finger, a diamond from her ring |
Hit his eye, he couldn’t linger |
He started feelin' guilty for everything they were up to |
He took a deep breath said, «you know what, I’d love to |
But evidently there is already someone who loves you» |
She looked at him like he insulted her and said, «fuck you |
Look at your pupils, I know what that stuff do |
Mr. Goody Twoshoes, Call me out, I’ll call you out too.» |
Now he was weak as her, he had a ring too |
Just walk away, just walk away |
There’s too much wrong for you to stay |
Just walk away, Just walk away |
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away |
Together in their deceitful ways embracing the lust |
They got carried away like a dog chasin' a bus |
They were back at her house in another man’s bed |
And gettin 'freaky deaky' while the husband sped home |
To see his wife cause his job had got done early |
Meanwhile they’re wreckin' the room |
And talkin' all dirty, and sweaty |
The hubby stopped and got some flowers so pretty |
And a bottle of wine to spend some time with his sweetie |
Gets home, sees a car in the yard and he’s thinkin' hmmm? |
Walks up the driveway opens the door and goes numb |
Just about the time he’s gonna yell «honey I’m home» |
A trail of clothes down the hall leading to passionate moans |
Changed his tone, tip-toed to the gun cabinet |
Grabbed a gun his daddy gave him that he used in Vietnam |
Walk down the hall kicked in the door said «surprise» |
Sat down on the bed with guns and roses and wine |
Just walk away, just walk away |
There’s too much wrong for you to stay |
Just walk away, Just walk away |
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away |
Hubby said «how you two love birds doing? |
You havin' fun? |
Don’t cover up your nakedness now, What’s done’s done» |
He made his wife call her parents |
Made the dude call his wife and daughter |
And told them to come over, «let's talk about life» |
And then hubby called the preacher 'cause you want God involved |
When the victim of infidelity has got a revolver |
And the guests straggled into the room one at a time |
Realizing what was happening and then wishing they were blind |
He told the preacher who had married them back in the day |
That he was right 'the lord works in mysterious ways' |
Then he addressed the room waving the gun carefree |
Saying «ladies and gentlemen you’ve been called here to see |
Two naked embarrassed humans in a bed that I bought |
They were havin' great sex about the time they got caught» |
Then he laid the gun down on the bed so relaxed |
And said «I'm leaving' feel free to shoot me in the back» |
Just walk away, just walk away |
There’s too much wrong for you to stay |
Just walk away, Just walk away |
Gonna get yourself in trouble, walk away |
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