Cause I'm ready, willing and able to love I know you're wary, you've been hurt before But it's time to move on, girl, and close that old door Open
chain My baby left me out in the rain I scratched at the door, she told me to get She said, "Bad dog, no biscuit" I whimpered and I whined and started
me angry I've never been a violent man But I'm gonna start carrying a hammer And keeping it close at hand If silence really is golden I don't need and
t know which way to turn Thursday takes forever and Monday comes too soon But at least she's my girl Friday 'til Sunday afternoon She stands up in the backseat And
Mama cried Dressed up in our Sunday best, the family gathered 'round Me and brother standing there with our heads bowed down Flowers on the alter and a lady dressed in white And
it's another Friday night with all its troubles Where to go and what you're gonna wear And you've got to pick your lipstick and your high heels And figure
heart then hold on steady 'Cause I'm ready, willing and able to love I know you're wary, you've been hurt before But it's time to move on, girl, and
Tall and lean, sexy Dorene parted them swinging doors She was holding hands with some honky tonk man, no one had ever seen before She was Bubba Jones
I find myself sitting here again Surrounded by souvenirs Letters and cards and tear-stained photographs I'm holding matches in my hand Got a log in
