Hey, baby, I can hear what they say
Hey, baby, I just heard it today
Word on the street is that you're going away
Hold on, before you walk out that door
Hold on, I just want you to know
The way you've been treating me
Well maybe I don't want you no more
One day you're cold
The next day you're hot
One day you're smiling
The next day you're not
It might be time for me to swallow my pride
And get off of this roller coaster ride
Hold on, before you walk out that door
The way you've been treating me
Well maybe I don't want you no more
One minute you're happy
The next one you're sad
One minute you're joking
The next one you're mad
It's hard to think a man could be this dense
It might be time to get off of your fence
Hold on, before you walk out that door
The way you've been treating me
Well maybe I don't want you no more
