with a big old bank account
the first time he went out
She's a pretty girl from Georgia,
so he's adding to personals
She's looking for a ticket out,
gotta get out while she can
Lord knows it ain't love,
And it ain't nothing else,
You gotta look out for yourself
It ain't nothing personal,
just cold hard facts of life
When she stepped off the plane,
she was looking mighty nice
My best friend was a banker
but he had to turn me down
But the numbers just won't crunch
I hate to see you livin' in that
But you know I gotta watch my back
And it ain't nothin' else
You gotta look out for yourself
It ain't nothin' personal
Just the cold hard facts of life
I'll see you Sunday mornin'
Tell your sister I said hi
They'll drive a hundred miles
With a fresh coat of paint
If you ask any one of them
But it all goes out to win
When race day rolls around
And that little green flag goes down
And it ain't nothin' else
You gotta look out for yourself
It ain't nothin' personal
Just the cold hard facts of life
the first to cross that line