You're waking up my neighbours crying, screaming out my name
I guess somebody must've let the dog off of his chain
You're telling me you love me through a wild turkey slur
No sir, no sir
Get outta my yard
Get outta my life
Go back to the bar
Go back to your wife
You shoulda got the message when I said my first goodbye
If you think that what we did means anything, you must be high
Said you wanted to get married, boy, but you already were
No sir, no sir
Get outta my yard
Get outta my head
Get off'a my street
Go back to your bed
Forget where I live
Forget what we did
This ain't a motel
This ain't a bar
Get outta my yard
When she was rocking babies where did she think that you were
They're the only thing that's keeping me from telling her
Yes sir, oh, yes sir
Get outta my yard
Get outta my head
Get off'a my street
Go back to your bed
Forget where I live
Forget what we did
This ain't a motel
This ain't a bar
Get outta my yard
This ain't a motel
This ain't a bar
Get outta my yard
compositores: BRANDY LYNN CLARK, SHANE MCANALLY, KACEY MUSGRAVES
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