The Likes Of You

Lyrics

The Likes Of You © 2005 Martha Ann Brooks (BMI) Well you call me on the phone Sayin’ you want to come back home You’re gonna walk the straightest line You’re gonna treat me oh so fine You’re tellin’ me Babe All the good things you will do I can’t believe what I’m hearin’ Comin’ from the likes of you You’re the man of every hour Like the bee to the flower Gotta check out every one I know you want to have your fun You go on, Babe You go on and I won’t be blue I won’t be tearin’ my heart out Cryin’ for the likes of you Chorus: Aw, Baby baby baby baby Baby baby baby baby Baby baby baby baby baby baby Babe You know I got to Got to do What a girl’s got to do I can’t be hangin’ around here, Waitin’ on the likes of you I shake your dust off of my feet Even though you talk so sweet Your words are flowin’ just like wine And they would sound so doggone fine ‘Cept for one thing, Babe You forget how well I know you I’m gonna find me a good man Better than the likes of you (Repeat Chorus) (Tag) I’m gonna find me a good man Better than the likes of you © Martha Ann Brooks 2005

Credits

Lyrics Credits: Martha Ann Brooks

Music Credits: Martha Ann Brooks

Producer Credits: Martha Ann Brooks / Jay Ruisseaux

Performance Credits: Martha Ann Brooks (Vocals, Guitar), Jay Ruisseaux (Bass)

Description

Short Song Description: Good riddance to a bad relationship

Story Behind the Song: Bad love makes for a good song. The "Baby, Baby, Baby, etc." thing was simply a reflection upon the many pitiful excuses offered when the chronically unfaithful are confronted.

Metadata

Song Length: 2:35

Primary Genre: Folk-Alternative

Secondary Genre: -

Tempo: Medium (111 - 130)