Run Off to LA

This here ain't no love song
And it ain't for you
It's for the folks that relate to
What I've been going through
It's for the 40 hour overtime
Working man
And too the good women out there
I know you'll understand

Why don't you run off to L.A
And lose your mind?
And get some energy doctor to tell
You everything is fine
We can still be friends like you talk about
But first give me back them pearls
And the keys to my fucking house
Get out

They say all we need is just a little patience
But what do you do when your woman
Is too high maintenance yeah?
I'm hating to admit it
Even if it's your wife
Tell her, "Pack your shit
And take the first train out of my life."

It's a classic line baby
I just wanna be friends
But baby my friends don't have the keys to my Mercedes Benz, no
I think I know what you mean
You wanna talk and such
Tell me all your problems
But we don't fuck
Ain't that right
I had plenty of friends before I met you
I don't need no more
So now I think it's time you started heading out for that door and even though I feel real bad tonight
Please pack your shit
And take the first train out of my life

They say all we need is just a little patience
Yeah
But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance?
I know
I'm hating to admit it even if it's your wife
Tell her to pack your bags
And take the first train out of my life

Why don't you run off to L.A.
And lose your mind?
You've got 15 minutes and
I think you're wasting time yeah
It's easy to see when you've lost your mind
But here I'll be when you decide to come back blind
You were a Midwest girl who says
She liked to drink beer and hang
And now you're walking red carpets talking New York hip-hop slang
And even though I might break down
And cry tonight
Please pack your shit
And take the first train out of my life oh yeah yeah

Why don't you run off to L.A.