Tulsa

Before I woke up this mornin', I done knew where he went
 He hid the keys to my car, smoked my last cigarette
 Well, that good-for-nothin' mothertruckin' son of a gun
 I don't need to know her name 'cause I can tell you which one
 He went back to Tulsa
 Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
 And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
 'Cause it ain't what you think
 But if you spell it back to front
 You're gonna know what I mean
 Bet he's thinkin' that I'm cryin', couldn't be more wrong
 He done got his ass kicked out, he did it all on his own
 I took every last bit and threw it out in the grass
 He can pick up his shit if hе ever comes back
 He went back to Tulsa
 Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
 And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
 'Cause it ain't what you think
 But if you spell it back to front
 You're gonna know what I mean
 He went back to Tulsa
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 Hon, you done me a favor and I ain't angry with you
 Babe, there's millions of Tulsas and you'll be singin' this soon
 I hate to break it to ya, but you're 'bout to find out
 He's a real P-O-S and he's your problem now
 He went back to Tulsa (where'd he go?)
 Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
 You know that I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
 'Cause it ain't what you think
 But if you spell it back to front
 You're gonna know what I mean
 He went back to Tulsa
 Put some miles on that adios Tacoma
 And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma
 'Cause it ain't what you think
 But if you spell it back to front
 You're gonna know what I mean
 He went back to Tulsa (whoo, whoo)
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 (I hope he stays there)