George Strait

I know I don't want her, I swear that's a fact
But the thought of somebody else rubbing her back
Just kills me
Oh, it kills me.
I know she don't love me, I know she ain't home
So why in the hell do I pick up the phone
And call her
Why do I call her?
Chorus:
I've dropped by her momma's stoned out of my mind
Just to hear that it's over from her one more time
As if I didn't see that red Chevy not slowing down
Loaded down and rolling down our road
Yeah, she's already left
So why can't I leave her alone.
I've wrote her letters signed I was a fool
She wrote me back saying go find a stool
And drink one
Like you've always done
So that's what I did 'cause that's what I always do
Backsliding, hiding away from the truth
'Til the tears run
Oh, here comes one,
Chorus:
I've dropped by her momma's stoned out of my mind
Just to hear that it's over from her one more time
As if I didn't see that red Chevy not slowing down
Loaded down and rolling down our road
Yeah, she's already left
So why can't I leave her alone.
I've dropped by her mama's stoned out of my mind
Just to hear that it's over from her one more time
As if I didn't see that red Chevy not slowing down
Or turning 'round, loaded down, heading out of town
Or rolling down our road
She's actually left
So why can't I leave her alone.
I know I don't want her, I swear that's a fact
But the thought of somebody else rubbing her back
Just kills me...