Oh, Oh
What's it matter to you baby
If I get home late
What's it matter to you baby
If I get home late
I know better than that
You know better too
It's a bitter pill to swallow
But you'll pull through
You were worse for the wear
That girl's going nowhere
Worse for the wear
You got no business here
And you made all about you
Like you always do
And you made all about you
Like you always do
The minute the drink hit your lips
You demonize
And when they move
They tell only lies
And I've heard all that
You were worse for the wear
That girl's going nowhere
Worse for the wear
You got no business here
Get your shit and leave
I don't want your company
All you do is bring me misery
So get up now, get up and leave
Don't make nice with all my friends
Don't mark your calendar with any of our events
Don't wish me no happy birthday
Ah now get up and leave
You were worse for the wear
That girl's going nowhere
Worse for the wear
You got no business here
Worse for the wear
That girl's going nowhere
Worse for the wear
You got no business here
What's it matter to you baby
If I get home late