DON’T THE DOOR HIT YA

MY OLD LADY WAS LOOKING KINDA SHADY
WHEN I CAME IN LAST NIGHT
I HAD LIQUOR ON MY BREATH LIPSTICK ON MY COLLAR
MAN, SHE WAS FIT TO BE TIED
SHE HAD HER SUITCASE PACKED UP
PICTURE FRAMES TORE UP
A HANGING BAG BY THE DOOR
SHE SAID “AIN’T NO USE IN TALKING
CAUSE HONEY I’M WALKING
I AIN’T LIVING WITH YOU NO MORE”

DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE
DON’T BE THINKING I’M GOING TO MISS YA
OR YOU’RE ALL I COULD FIND
I’VE GOT THEM ALL WAITING
JUST STANDING IN LINE
DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE

I SAID SEE YOU LATER ALLIGATOR BUT SIX MONTHS LATER
I WAS FEELING KIND OF LONESOME AND BLUE
I GOT A LETTER FROM HER LAWYER
SAID I HATE TO BE A BOTHER SHE’S TAKING IT AWAY FROM YOU
I GOT MY PICK-UP BACKED UP LOOKED LIKE I DONE SCREWED UP
BETTER GO AND MAKE IT RIGHT
YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD HER WHEN SHE TOLD ME
WHAT I TOLD HER ON HER MAMA’S FRONT PORCH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE
DON’T BE THINKING I’M GOING TO MISS YOU
OR YOU’RE ALL I COULD FIND
I’VE GOT THEM ALL WAITING
JUST STANDING IN LINE
DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE

DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE
DON’T BE THINKING I’M GOING TO MISS YOU
OR YOU’RE ALL I COULD FIND
I’VE GOT THEM ALL WAITING
JUST STANDING IN LINE
DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YA
WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE

Written by: Rockie Lynne
1999 Carolina Blue Sky Music (BMI)