Push Comes to Shove

Can't be in love, when ya live alone Push comes to shove, when you bitch and moan Now look it here babe, you know I'm talking about you without a doubt Said the music does the talking, but all you got is talk about it And let the girls all left behind And put ya woman, now n' I'll spend time With me and the boys and the toys... (Yeah... baby) Rosie she was 5 foot 2 with blonde hair, by crackie, n' eyes of blue Sukie she was on my side, cuz she and Nancy, oh they took me for a ride Those girls all left behind and put ya woman, now I'll spend time With me and the boys, what to do (Yeah) with their toys Ya' talk about it Walk about it Talk about it Talk all about it Ya rock about Talk about Walk about Talk about I warned ya bout it Talked about it Talk about Bet ya' mama you'll never guess how my brothers other gigs are goin (Now I know) Can't be in love when ya live alone Push comes to shove when you bitch and moan She looked good about 35 to me when mine was still coming on clear But I was covered back, back then cuz me and the boys knew her career The girls all left behind And put ya woman, and now I find, it's about time Me and the boys and our toys, in the attic (Ha ha hu) Her sister she was lanky thin Never thought of giving in, her candle of youth was burning low Oh me and me and the boys knew someone had to go The girls all left behind and put ya woman, now I'll spend time While me and the boys... Get to do the songs I wanted covered You talk about it You walk about it Talked about Don't you ever get lonely? Everybody's never gonna' guess Papa, momma, momma... there's no shame in... starting new... Can't be in love, when ya live alone Push comes to shove when you bitch and moan