One Foot Out The Door Lyrics

I grabbed that telephone 
I thought we were alone 
Telling me there's company 
Your husband's comin' home 
I've been thinking about this Saturday night with you 
I've been thinking about it all week long 
And now I'm gonna lose it 'cause that 
Son-of-a-bitch got me singin' that same old song 
Got one foot out the door 
Tryin' to hit the road 
Ain't no match for your mean old man 
I think it's time to roll 
Got one foot out the door 
Got one foot out the door 
Think I'm gonna fight him? 
Don't you let him put down 
Put that to the floor 
Put the pedal to the metal 
And you beat it out of town 
No comin' back, back for more