by Keane Holmes

Created on: August 05, 2009

(Verse one)
She went running out that door,
slamming it behind.
Revving up that truck,
and kicking up the dirt.

We had our last fight,
and boy I think we got it right.
Cause today I got delivered at my door,
divorce papers by the sisters lawyer.

Well my drinking fighting partying
finally got on her nerve
when I forgot to pick her up
next to the curb.

(Chorus One)
I got my divorce papers at the door,
couldn't help but sign them there.
Took a dip then I spit,
saying thank you for your service.

Cause I'm a free man
with a divorce in my hand.
Walking down the street
with a grin above my chin.

(Verse Two
Trailer towed behind,
heading to my wife's dive.
Half my stuff along
to make it all final.

I jumped out with a spring,
walked up called her with a ring.
And this is what I said

(Chorus 2)
here's divorce papers at your door,
couldn't help but sign 'em here.
Took a dip then I spit,
saying thank you for your service.

I walked away a free man
with a divorce in her hand.
Walking down the street
with a grin above my chin.

(Reflection)
Now sitting in this bar,
thinking bout my day.
I think I just realized,
I didn't want to say good bye.

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