No more credit from the liquor store
Suit is all dirty, my shoes is all wore
Tired and lonely, my heart is all sore
Advance romance
I can't stand it no more, you know
She told me she loved me, I believed what she said
Took me for a sucker, boy, all corn-fed
Next thing I knew she had a bolt on the door
Advance romance
I can't use it no more, no, I can't use it
They took Ike's watch like they always do
(It was a Timex, too)
(And ashame on you)
No more money, boy, I shoulda knew
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
The way she do me, boy
She might do you, too
Advance romance, oh yeah
Evil I am through
Yes, i am through
Potato-head Bobby was a friend of mine
He pened three of his eyes in the food stamp line
He pened four of his eyes in the food stamp line
He pened five of his eyes in the food stamp line
He pened six of his eyes in the food stamp line
He wanna try it one time
At least one time
Later that night they droppd on by
Told her all they wanna do was step up and say "Hi"
(HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI HI-HI)
Half an hour later she had frenched his fry
Frenched his fry
Advance romance
Bobby, say good-bye
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