Book 49 Winchester

Well I'm gonna write a book
All about how much I love you
And how much I despise all of the stupid shit you do
Stupid shit you do

I wanna tell you just what I feel
I'm gonna tell you just what I think
I'm gonna open up my heart and then I'll pour it down the sink, oh
Just because I can

Yeah, and when we're a little older
Oh, and we won't have much to say
You'll run off and get married, Lord, and I'll just fade away
Just fade away

Yeah, and your husband, he'll be mean
Oh, cuz he's a big rich lawyer man
He wears a suit and tie and he's got weak feminine hands, oh
From all the paperwork

Yeah, and I'll gеt sick of my hometown
Yeah, and tryin' to right my wrongs
Catch a Greyhound down to Tеxas where I know that I belong
Oh, they're just like me there

Yeah, or I might set out for Bristol
Just fifty miles down the road
Catch a one-room down on State Street, know a place I can call home
Oh, God knows I need a home