HE'S GOT YOU (2005)
(v1)
He parks his SUV so it takes up two spaces
And plays his radio loud
(He likes) movies with bimbos and screeching car chases
Brags that hes well-endowed
Hes got a beard and a scar on his arm
And an old military tattoo
He hasnt got one iota of charm
So tell me why
Hes Got You
(v2)
Hes got an ex-wife whos garnished his wages
They just put a lien on his house
Hes got a rap sheet that runs to three pages
(And) his fingerprints on your blouse
Hes got a jacket thats made of fake leather
And a personal ad thats untrue
Hes got excuses that dont hold together
And worst of all
Hes Got You
(bridge 1)
Hes got your heart
Folded up in his wallet
Next to a condom
Marked with your name
He knows the rules of his game
I can see him laying his claim
(musical interlude)
(bridge 2)
Hes got your heart
Crumpled up in his gym bag
Next to a bottle
Of brand-name cologne
Hes got a plan of his own
And your messages saved on his phone
(v3)
Hes got the sound of your gratified chuckle
Something I no longer hear
Hes got your fingers undoing his buckle
And your whispers against his ear
As you drive home, unsteady, unstable
Hes watching pay-per-view
Touching the ring left behind on his table
I have nothing left
Hes Got You
©2005 Z. Mulls
This lyric is registered with the U.S. Copyright Office as part of the collection THE COLLECTED LYRICS OF Z. MULLS Volume One 1995-2006
This lyric is perhaps rougher emotionally than it needed to be. Several people commented that some of the lines went "over the line" a bit for them. But you know, sometimes you just have to write what comes out.
Very slow country blues, I think.