Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
Been a whole lot easier without her face around
Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout
Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
She hold the shotgun while you dote-se-doe
She want one man made of Hercules and Cyrano
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Chorus:
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Ain't nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong
Little miss, little miss, little miss can't be wrong
Whatcha go'n'do to get into another one of these here rock'n'roll songs?
Other people's thoughts, they ain't your hand-me-downs
Would it be so bad to simply turn around?
You cook so well, so nice and French
You do your brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench
Chorus
I hope them cigarettes gonna make you cough
I hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
I take that back I hope you're doing fine
And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine
Chorus
Writer(s): Aaron Comess, Christopher Gross, Eric Schenkman, Mark White
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