Jim Morris Why Can\'t A Woman Learn To Say Good-by Like A Man lyrics

She found him in a trailer park
Shacked up with old Betty Lou.
Took a nine inch butcher's knife
And ran the man clean through.
She left him in a pool of blood
With his manhood in his hand.

Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man?
Why can't she just come home early, pack her bags and leave?
Why must there always be a trail of wounded and aggrieved?
Good-bye just seems so final with that shotgun in your hand.
Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man?

I went out with a friend last night;
He said he needed to get real drunk.
Then he told me 'bout driving home the sitter
But his wife was hiding in the trunk.
She whipped out a twelve-gauge shotgun

When she heard them lose control.
She drove off and left him naked,
Tied to a telephone pole.

It's hard to talk things over in the face of a savage attack.
Why not go to the grocery store and never ever ever come back?
Your obsession with aggression is so hard to understand.
Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man?

Why can't she just come home early, pack her bags and leave?
Why must there always be a trail of wounded and aggrieved?
Good-bye just seems so final with that shotgun in your hand.
Why can't a woman learn to say good-bye like a man?
Good-bye just seems so final with that Uzi in your hand.
Why can't a woman learn to say goodbye like a man?