Well she followed him from Phoenix out to Californ
And then she passed out on the bed
And all the little things he never even asked her for
She simply smiled and shook her head
Why can't we smile just like we used to
Why don't you figure anymore
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice
It doesn't matter anymore
And now I realize I'm livin' like a trucker does
Although I haven't got the belly
And though she followed me form California all the way
I only wanna watch the tele
Why can't we smile just like we used to
Why don't you figure anymore
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice
It doesn't matter anymore
He asked please stop quotin' Rodney King when in your postcards
Can't understand it anymore
And if your gonna read your poetry aloud to me
I'll have to show you to the door
Why can't we smile just like we used to
Why don't you figure anymore
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice
It doesn't matter anymore
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