Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah, I see the way you roll your eyes
The way you purse your lips
Throw your stuff into a suitcase
Put your hands up on your hips
I'm unmoved by your evil glare
The way you toss your hair
You make stupid accusations
By which time, I've lost the thread
[Verse 2]
Sometimes, I wonder how it is you get
To piss me off this much
I may be heavy handed
Man, I like the tender touch
You moan and groan about me stayin' out
And drinking with the guys
How 'bout I bring 'em home?
Try that one on for size
[Verse 3]
There's something awfully wrong with this deal, babe
Any fool can see it's true
Can't you understand what I feel, babe?
You've got me, but all I got is you
[Verse 4]
I guess I just don't have it in me
To keep you satisfied
To be honest with you, babe
I'm only in it for the ride
And you may never bring yourself
To take me as I am
But in case you haven't noticed
I don't give a fucking damn
Written by: Donald Smith Airey, Ian Gillian, Ian Paice, Robert Alan Ezrin, Roger Glover, Steven J. Morse
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