Lyrics
You look like you've been through hell
But came back clean on the other side
Lord knows that I didn't treat you well
But you'll be treated like a queen tonight
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs
I roll up with a killer in my hand
And I'll never claim to be better than I am
You look like a killer in that dress
So I guess my aim is to be your man
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs
But came back clean on the other side
Lord knows that I didn't treat you well
But you'll be treated like a queen tonight
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs
I roll up with a killer in my hand
And I'll never claim to be better than I am
You look like a killer in that dress
So I guess my aim is to be your man
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs
So darlin', won't you lie back and just let an old flame warm you?
I know I'm not the same me, and Lord knows you're not the old you
So babe, just pack your things and I swear that we won't come back
'Cause you're about as pretty as those Washington lilacs