I just had a talk with my lawyer.
He drew up a paper or two.
I think he's got a big surprise.
He's gonna try on you for size.
I got bad, bad news for you.
I ain't sayin' what you should do
But gal, if I were in your shoes
I'd kinda watch my P's and Q's
I'm givin' back the diamond
The payments have been long overdue
And now about that Cadillac,
the one that looks so long and black,
they repossessed that too.
I used to go hide in a corner
But while you stood there raisin' cane,
you went and missed the gravy train,
I sent back your fur coat this morning
And closed out your charge account too
I think it's time you knew the score
I'm not your bank book anymore
I got bad bad news for you
I just figured out some new changes
and I want to give you a clue
be sure and tell the friends you meet
you just moved off of easy street
the day you put your name
but when the parson turned his head
and said he shouldn't joke that way
and do what a good gal should do
Cause things ain't turning out as good
as you imagined that they would