Push Comes to Shove

Can't be in love, when ya live alone
 Push comes to shove, when you bitch and moan
 Now look it here babe, you know I'm talking about you without a doubt
 Said the music does the talking, but all you got is talk about it
 And let the girls all left behind
 And put ya woman, now n' I'll spend time
 With me and the boys and the toys... (Yeah... baby)
 Rosie she was 5 foot 2 with blonde hair, by crackie, n' eyes of blue
 Sukie she was on my side, cuz she and Nancy, oh they took me for a ride
 Those girls all left behind and put ya woman, now I'll spend time
 With me and the boys, what to do (Yeah) with their toys
 Ya' talk about it
 Walk about it
 Talk about it
 Talk all about it
 Ya rock about
 Talk about
 Walk about
 Talk about
 I warned ya bout it
 Talked about it
 Talk about
 Bet ya' mama you'll never guess how my brothers other gigs are goin (Now I know)
 Can't be in love when ya live alone
 Push comes to shove when you bitch and moan
 She looked good about 35 to me when mine was still coming on clear
 But I was covered back, back then cuz me and the boys knew her career
 The girls all left behind
 And put ya woman, and now I find, it's about time
 Me and the boys and our toys, in the attic (Ha ha hu)
 Her sister she was lanky thin
 Never thought of giving in, her candle of youth was burning low
 Oh me and me and the boys knew someone had to go
 The girls all left behind and put ya woman, now I'll spend time
 While me and the boys...
 Get to do the songs I wanted covered
 You talk about it
 You walk about it
 Talked about
 Don't you ever get lonely? Everybody's never gonna' guess
 Papa, momma, momma... there's no shame in... starting new...
 Can't be in love, when ya live alone
 Push comes to shove when you bitch and moan