Well alright baby
I guess I know the score
Better get a packin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
You come home looking funky
Your clothes all in a mess
And your story wasn't fitting
Any better than your dress
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get a gettin'
I don't want to see you 'round here any more
You came in one time too many
Lying out outside of your mouth
Said you was at your mother's
But I really got my doubts
I've seen you at the rainbow
Hanging out with red
And if I get my hands on you baby
You're gonna wish that you were dead
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get to movin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
Robert Cray - The Score Lyrics
Robert Cray - The Score Lyrics
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Well alright baby
I guess I know the score
Better get a packin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
You come home looking funky
Your clothes all in a mess
And your story wasn't fitting
Any better than your dress
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get a gettin'
I don't want to see you 'round here any more
You came in one time too many
Lying out outside of your mouth
Said you was at your mother's
But I really got my doubts
I've seen you at the rainbow
Hanging out with red
And if I get my hands on you baby
You're gonna wish that you were dead
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get to movin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
I guess I know the score
Better get a packin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
You come home looking funky
Your clothes all in a mess
And your story wasn't fitting
Any better than your dress
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get a gettin'
I don't want to see you 'round here any more
You came in one time too many
Lying out outside of your mouth
Said you was at your mother's
But I really got my doubts
I've seen you at the rainbow
Hanging out with red
And if I get my hands on you baby
You're gonna wish that you were dead
Well alright baby
Now I know the score
Well you better get to movin'
I don't want you 'round here any more
Writer: VICTOR BAILEY
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Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC