His name is on my mailbox where mine was yesterday
His face is in the mirror where I once used to shave
His clothes are in my closet, his car's in my driveway
And his loving her is a-gettin' in my way.
Yes, his loving her is a-gettin' in my way
No, I don't want to have to hurt him but I may
His time is a-growin' shorter day by day
His loving her is a-gettin' in my way
His loving her is a-gettin' in my way.
--- Instrumental ---
He's drinking my tequilla and Johnny Walker red
He's eating from my table, he's been sleepin' in my bed
His finger touch my woman where mine once used to play
Lord, His loving her is a-gettin' in my way.
Oh well, his loving her is a-gettin' in my way
I don't want to have to jerk his beard out but I may
But his time is a-growin' shorter day by day
His loving her is a-gettin' in my way
His loving her is a-gettin' in my way.
Yes, his loving her is a-gettin' in my way
No, I don't want to have to hurt him but I may
His time is a-growin' shorter day by day
His loving her is a-gettin' in my way...
