paroles de chanson Wired Up - Bob Wayne

I'm wired up, I'm fired up
I'm all pissed off, I'm tired of
The way that woman's done been treating me, Lord
I think she does, I think she says
Now they don't make a better sense
Never have and never will
I think it's them depression pills

Anyways, it's time to go
End of story, all she wrote
It ain't "I do," but it's "I don't"
This time I'm sure is, hell won't
Waste any more of your precious time
I'm done wasting time

Yeah, I'm breaking up with you, girls
I'm getting out of the pen
I do what I want, when I want
Hell, I can breathe again
I get back out on that highway
Where I know I'm supposed to be

I mean why settle down with one girl?
When I can have me two or three
So have the house, take the car
All I want is my guitar
See you later, adios, I'm heading down to Mexico
I'm done with all your precious lies
You can go lie to someone else

You weren't the first, you ain't the last
You done me wrong, kiss my ass
I'm leaving, I ain't lookin' back
Yeah, someday you'll be old and gray
Sittin' back with some buffet
All pruned up and overweight
While I got two hot chicks with lingerie

Best of luck, wish you well
I'll see your ass down there in hell
But as for me, I'll take my time
With these two chicks of this year wine
I'm done with all your worthless lies
The only lines I want is the ones on this highway

If I had a dime for every time
I had to sit and hear you whine
'Bout everything and nothing all at once
Yeah, I'd buy myself a brand-new car
And I'd fill it up with Zanny bars
Weigh it down, flat the tires
I'd eat them things till I'm seeing stars

Anyways, it's time to go
End of story, all she wrote
It ain't "I do," but it's "I don't"
This time I'm sure is, hell won't
Waste any more of your precious time
I'm done wasting time