New Year's Eve's done come and gone
And you didn't make it home all night
I'm tired of puttin' up with your cheatin'
Two can play this game, alright
Gonna put on my lowest-cut evenin' dress
Paint my lips and my toenails red
And before this night of fun is over
Gonna get you outa my head
I'm tired of all the broken promises
And your girlfriends callin' the house
Can't wait till they all get wise to you
So I'm gonna tell 'em, you louse
Gonna get my hair done at Cindy's
With lotsa mousse and spray and curls
By the time she's done, I'll be gorgeous
And lookin' better than all of your girls
Oh, I've done my share of flirtin' too
But I never let it go to my head
When I'm through with you, you'll be sorry
And thinkin' you'd be better off dead
I'll call my friend, Jan, and invite her
To spend a little fun time with me
We'll go to Wal*Mart and do us some shoppin'
Then eat our fill with good ol' Captain D
No, I don't plan to do me no cheatin'
Cause I respect myself lots more than you
I wouldn't wanna sink to your level
But, leavin's what I'm aimin' to do
Gonna get me a high-priced lawyer
Then take you for all you've got
Since I'm the only that's workin'
You'll have to poop or get off the pot
I should probably take a lesson from Lorena
Don't wanna be commitin' no crime
I'll go my way and you can go yours
Cause I'm comin' out the winner this time
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
January 2, 2009
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