He told me he was hanging, and Lucy he was packing
So I couldn't wait to snag him, oh yeah
He wasn't doing it right
So I had to fake it
Just wasn't making the eye
So I had to fake it
Still wanna hurt his little pride
So I had to fake it
I said oh yes and I cried
But I was just, I was ready for some loving
But no flowers in the oven
No timber in the woods, boy