Drinking some rum
Thinking if she will come
But it's so long
Sitting perched on bar stool
Playing to type as a rule
But it's so long
I could be walking away
Like I'm not talking
And say
You don't treat me that way
(Ooh don't treat me that way)
You don't treat me that way
(Who won't treat me that way)
Over my shoulder at best
(Do, don't treat me that way)
You figure out the rest
When this happens
If it happens
You'll have to go on intuition
When I'm gone fishin'
You'll have to go on
I could be walking away
Like I'm not talking
And say
You don't treat me that way (Ooh don't treat me that way)
You don't treat me that way (Who won't treat me that way)
Over my shoulder at best (Do, don't treat me that way)
You figure out the rest . . .
(Ooh, oooh, ooh, oooh)
(Ooh, oooh, ooh, oooh)
I could be walking away
Like I'm not talking
And say
You don't treat me that way
(Ooh don't treat me that way)
You don't treat me that way
(Who won't treat me that way)
Over my shoulder at best
(Do, don't treat me that way)
You figure out the rest
When this happens
If it happens
You'll have to go on intuition
When I'm gone fishin'
You'll have to go on
(Aaah)
(Aaah)
(Aaah)