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 keep the motor runnin don t ya let it cool down foot flat to the floor put the pedal to the metal and you beat it out of town no comin back back for more