Don't Let That Door Hit Ya
©2006 Jody Dickey / James Odle, Jr/ Jason Judd
I'm cashing in my heartache
I've taken all I'm going to take
cause Babe, I need a real man
one not afraid to play his hand
glad you think loosing isn't hard
tonight forgiveness isn't in the cards
Don't let that door hit ya where your cheatin' heart lies
I've shed all the tears I'm gonna cry
This Queen's put a pair of new boots on
To kick out the King who's done her wrong
So pack your bags, get out, good-bye
And don't let that door hit ya where your cheatin' heart lies
I'm tired of your selfish games
If you had morals you'd be ashamed
Don't cash your chips, it's too late
you've drawn to your last inside straight
I'm giving you your diamond back
with your deals from the bottom of the stack
(repeat chorus)
This Queen will get along fine
No more feeling nickeled and dimed
If you think I'll take you back
There's better odds down at the track
So fold your hand don't even try
I'm saying "see ya, adios, good-bye"
(repeat chorus)
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