Till death too us part is what she told that preacher man
Now she says this ain t worth dyin for
She s had all she can stand
She s boxed up momma s china, it s loaded on the truck
She s just got started packin, and I m thinkin this could suck
Now there goes my Lay-Z Boy and my flat top guitar
Here comes her big sister, what s she doin in my car
As they drive off to the city I just waved
From the top of my lungs I hope she heard me say.
Refrão
You Ain t Leavin Thank God Are Ya
You can t be gone fast enough
What seemed to take a lifetime just left in a cloud of dust
This ll make my girlfriend happy she s the one
That never thought you would
You Ain t Leavin Thank God Are Ya
Let us pray you re gone for good.
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She forgot her new laptop, so I know she ll be back
I ll have a hot tub full of hotties, icein down a 24-pack
She ll cuss me like a sailor, but I don t care
I ll have a few choice words when I come up for air.
Chorus:
You Ain t Leavin Thank God Are Ya
Let us pray you re gone for good.