THAT'S WHAT I GET FOR LOVIN' YOU
Cpyrt. Paul Evans Pedersen, Jr./Mount Misery Music, BMI
Sung By COOKIE EVANS
I get my mom and daddy askin' me questions,
Like where have my senses gone?
And didn't I remember what they taught me,
About the difference 'tween right and wrong?
I get too many lonely nights, boy,
Alone and wonderin' what you're up to,
A breaking heart and a lot of teardrops,
That's what I get for lovin' you.
I get so many different explanations,
About the trips that take you out of town.
You quit some jobs that paid you twice the money,
But you insist on holding this one down.
I'm gettin' tired of these hang-up phone calls,
Each night you're gone at a quarter past two.
No sleep and a whole lotta questions...
That's what I get for lovin' you.
I get the same old line every time when you call me on the phone...
You're so alone...
You say you're workin' late and how much you hate all the time we spend apart...
Then why in the hell don't you come home!
I get the same old line every time when you call me on the phone...
You're so alone...
You say you're workin' late and how much you hate all the time we spend apart...
Then why in the hell don't you come home!
Well boy you better head in my direction,
And listen up to what I'm gonna say.
The boat, the house, the car, and all your money,
Is gonna help this lonely girl to play.
I'm gonna find me a guy that stays home,
And does the things that married folks should do.
Lots of toys and a brand new husband...
That's what I'll get for lovin' you.