She used to cry when I’d stay out all night
She’d throw a hissy ’bout not doing her right
No matter how wrong or long-gone I’d been
She left an open door for me to slip back in
Now she wants me to stay, stay gone
She could care less about all of my carrying on
She likes the peace and quiet instead of the riot
That starts when I get home
She wants me to stay, stay gone
I used to always sing the doghouse blues
Please sweet mama, won’t you cut me loose?
The chains she used to use to hold me ain’t there no more
She got ’em wrapped up around her front door
Now she wants me to stay, stay gone
She could care less about all of my carrying on
She likes the peace and quiet instead of the riot
That starts when I get home
She wants me to stay, stay gone
Now she wants me to stay, stay gone
She could care less about all of my carrying on
She likes the peace and quiet instead of the riot
That starts when I get home
She wants me to stay, stay gone
Yeah, she wants me to stay, stay gone
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