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Miss Marcy & her Texas SugarDaddy's: Music

Restraining Order

(Miss Marcy & her Texas SugarDaddy's)
December 3, 2013
Marcy Rodsky

Baby I ain't leavin' you no more.  Baby, I ain't leavin' you no more.  I hear a broken glass, see a shattered whiskey bottle, and my suitcase by the door.  But baby, I ain't leavin' you no more.

I went with my girls to the honky-tonk.  I saw you drinkin' at the bar.  You had a purty little honey that was spendin' all my money.  I didn't think you'd take it that far.  But then you said something that made me lay you out on the floor.. I told you baby, I ain't leavin' you no more.

I woke up in the jail house this mornin.  Had a little talk with the judge.  He said, "This here's a restraining order.  Girl, enough's enough!"  But then the cops caught me.  As I was kickin' in your back door.  I warned you baby, I ain't leavin' you no more.

My friends all think I'm crazy.  They say, "Why you want to keep him around?  All  he does is spend your money, and put you down" on the bed and he rolls me, like I ain't never been rolled before.  That's why baby I ain't leaving you no more!

Baby I ain't leavin' you no more.  Well, I don't know what you got that other woman for.  Let's see how much she likes you when I take all your money, leave you broke, destitute, and poor.  I love you too much, I can't leave you anymore.

I love you too much.  I ain't leavin' you no more.