I'll Be Gone
Pull on my striped rise
Stroll out your door
Roll in my car baby
And I won't be back no more
'Cause I heard too many footsteps
Creepin' cross your floor
Well I'm tired of all those tired tricks
You pulled since god-know's-when
This time I'm determined
That I won't be back again
I was gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
That's for sure
Oh lord
'Cause I heard too many footsteps
Creepin' cross your floor
Well you take me for my money
And you take me for my car
And every other night girl
I don't know where you are
Always thought you loved me
At least that's what you said
Won't you tell me
What's that joker doing
Underneath your bed
I was gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
That's for sure
That's for sure
Oh lord
'Cause I heard too many footsteps
Creepin' cross your floor
Pull on my striped rise
Stroll out your door
Roll in my car baby
And I won't be back no more
I'll be gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
That's for sure
Oh lord
'Cause I heard too many footsteps
Creepin' cross your floor
Yeah
I'd rather be gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Gone gone gone
I'd rather be gone gone gone
Writer/s: James M. Rousculp
