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 then one too many buttons undone on that blouse she wore

Starin' too long at her, lost in the Skynyrd song was his first mistake

And when she shot him that, "Boy you don't want none of this" look

It was way to late.



Chorus:

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.



Chorus:

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 across 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...