Well, she walks in the room with that look in her eye, Says, We need to talk, and I just wanna cry. I brace for the worst, but it’s always the same, She’s got a complaint, and I’m takin’ the blame. Oh no, here we go again, She’s talkin’ ‘bout my faults like a listin’ friend. If lovin’ me’s a crime, then just take me away, ‘Cause I don’t wanna hear what she’s gotta say! She says, Why can’t you be more like Bobby next door? Well, I ain’t got his abs, and my wallet ain’t more! I’m doin’ my best, workin’ night and day, But I guess Bobbys just a better fiancé. Oh no, here we go again, She’s talkin’ ‘bout my faults like a listin’ friend. If lovin’ me’s a crime, then just take me away, ‘Cause I don’t wanna hear what she’s gotta say! She says, You never listen, while I nod my head, Wait… what did she say? Uh-oh, I’m dead. Then she rolls her eyes, says, You’re just like your dad! Well, last time I checked, that ain’t all that bad! She says, Maybe we should take a break, Girl, hold up—let’s pump them brakes! I love you, baby, but let’s keep it light, No need to ruin a Saturday night! Oh no, here we go again, She’s talkin’ ‘bout my faults like a listin’ friend. If lovin’ me’s a crime, then just take me away, ‘Cause I don’t wanna hear what she’s gotta say! So if you’re a man and you hear these lines, Just smile and nod, youll be just fine. Or grab a beer, go hide in the shed, ‘Cause you don’t wanna hear what’s ‘bout to be said! [outro][Instrumental Interlude][fadeout][end]

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