Leroy Songtext
I ain't gotta guess where you been
You're one too many Tito's in
Out at the bar with Ben and Mark and Leroy
Don't you wanna get me alone
And spend a little time on our own?
But the game was on, the drinks were strong, whatever boy
I don't wanna do this again
So, I ain't gonna do this again
You're one too many Tito's in
Out at the bar with Ben and Mark and Leroy
Don't you wanna get me alone
And spend a little time on our own?
But the game was on, the drinks were strong, whatever boy
I don't wanna do this again
So, I ain't gonna do this again
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know, yeah
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it
And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
You can let that dip in your lip
Replace the taste of my kiss
'Cause you ain't never gonna get it back boy
So, when you're red-door drunk, all messed up
And lonely over this
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know, yeah
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
Man, I hope that you grow up
And quit acting like all your friends
If you do call me
But until then
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it
And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
Hey, so the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know, yeah
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it
And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
You can let that dip in your lip
Replace the taste of my kiss
'Cause you ain't never gonna get it back boy
So, when you're red-door drunk, all messed up
And lonely over this
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know, yeah
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
Man, I hope that you grow up
And quit acting like all your friends
If you do call me
But until then
You probably ought to call Leroy
Tell him to get his Chevy, get you packed and ready to go
'Cause I done told you what I need boy
In one ear, out the other, feeling like your mother you know
I've cussed about it, I've cried about it
And now I'm nothing but tired about it
So, the next time you miss the sound of my voice
Hey, so the next time you miss the sound of my voice
You probably ought to call Leroy
You probably ought to call Leroy
