Baby when i think of all my yesterdays
when i dream about tomorrow
when i recount my joys
when i remember my sorrows
sometimes a mans gotta say what he`s gotta say
I ain`t hangin` around no more
tonight I`m picking up my Samsonite
and I`m walking right out the door
you know there`s been some good times babe
sure there`s been some bad times too
but the worst time is gonna be tonight
cause tonight I`m leaving you
sometimes a mans gotta say what he`s gotta say
even if it`s real bad news
tonight I`m walking out that door
and I`m making love to a bottle of booze
Don`t try and track me down!