He Can't Quit Her

She was cool, she was hot

She was smokin' a lot at the end of the bar

She had more than one

Too many buttons undone on that blouse she wore

Starin' too long at her

Lost in that Skynyrd song was his first mistake

And when she shot him that

'Boy, you don't want none of this' look, it was way too late

She's like a needle to a junky

She's like whiskey to a drunk

She's like poker to a gambler

She's like a bullet in a gun

She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush

When he gets with her

Might be the death of him

But he's addicted, man, he can't quit her

Well, she'd come to his house

And he'd tell her she belonged just with him

She'd get up and she'd get dressed,

Take five hundred, no less and then leave again

He said, "Baby, I'll take care of you

Can't stand the thought of sharin' you with them other guys"

She laughed and said, "Well, maybe you shouldn't call me

No more then, baby" and he didn't, that first night

She's like a needle to a junky

She's like whiskey to a drunk

She's like poker to a gambler

She's like a bullet in a gun

She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush

When he gets with her

Might be the death of him

But he's addicted, man, he can't quit her

She's in his blood, he can't explain the rush

When he gets with her

Might be the death of him

But he's addicted, man, he can't quit her

She was cool, she was hot

She was walkin' 'cross the parkin' lot with some other guy

Well, he was jealous, he was jonsin'

And he wound up on the wrong end of a forty-five