When you left, you said you's doin' me a favor.
I cried and I begged you not to go.
Now it's just been two short weeks,
And you're wantin' to come back.
Well, I think there's somethin' that you oughtta know.

Well, I've rearranged the livin' room to suit me,
I gave your favorite chair to charity.
That closet you insisted on, it's mine now.
So don't bring your old hang-ups back to me.

And I'm wearin' my jeans a little bit tighter.
Changed my hair style and I'm learnin' how to dance.
So maybe you best wait a little bit longer,
'Fore you come back and give me another chance.

I thank you for your call but someone's knockin' at my door,
And he's drivin' a big old Cadillac.
I prob'ly won't be home when you come to get your clothes.
They're on the back porch in a paper sack.

And I'm wearin' my jeans a little bit tighter.
Changed my hair style and I'm learnin' how to dance.
So maybe you best wait a little bit longer,
'Fore you come back and give me another chance.

I'm wearin' my jeans a little bit tighter.
Changed my hair style and I'm learnin' how to dance.
So maybe you best wait a little bit longer,
'Fore you come back and give me another chance.

Thanks anyway, don't need another chance.
I think I'll pass.