Well, she followed him from phoenix out to California And then she passed out on the bed And all the little things he never even asked her for She simply smiled and shook her head Why can't we smile just like we used to Why don't you figure anymore Why has my sympathy now turned to malice It doesn't matter any more
And now I realize I'm livin' like a trucker does Although I haven't got the belly And though she followed me to California all the way I only want to watch the telly Why can't we smile just like we used to Why don't you figure anymore Why has my sympathy now turned to malice It doesn't matter any more He asked her please stop quotin' rod mc kuen in your post cards Can't understand it anymore
And if your gonna read your poetry aloud to me I'll have to show you to the door Why can't we smile just like we used to Why don't you figure anymore Why has my sympathy now turned to malice It doesn't matter any more