Get The Hell Out
by West
Written by Bill and James West

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You can't be satisfied with anything I do
You think you know better, well, I've had it with you
It's always "More, more" it's a constant whine
A simple "Thank you" would suit me just fine
Throw it in my face when I try something nice
A love that was hot is now cold as ice
One of us two is gonna have to set sail
Don't let the door leave a bruise on your tail

I've got mine, you've got yours
Looking through windows, peering through doors
I'm over on mine, you stay on your side
I'm looking for you, why are you trying to hide?
There used to be Us, now it's just Me and You
And I'm wondering what the hell you're trying to do
The truth is a bitch, once in a while it'll hit ya'
Don't let the door smack you where the good Lord split ya'

You used to make me feel like I was the one
We used to laugh, and we used to have fun
Now my blood runs cold when you come around
You've got a special way of puttin' me down
It's gone downhill for so many years
I'm not gonna shed any more tears
I'll make my point beyond any doubt
What I'm tryin' to say is Get The Hell Out

Tina West - Vocals
Bill West - Guitar / Bass
James West - Guitar / Keyboard / Drums

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