Letra da Música I Like You Too Much de Smith And Pyle

“I gotta go” That’s what he said
“I gotta get right outta your bed”
I wish that I had said it first
I wanna die; this is so much worse

I’m just a girl from Texas
I ain’t nothing but a hick
I like to smoke, cuss, and gamble
And drink till I’m sick

I find none of this a problem
I wake up good as new
I stick it to “the man”
But I wasn’t ready for you (and your psychadoolie voodoo)

I don’t know why I started
I don’t need another friend
But this one plays guitar
Like the world’s about to end

He took me out at the knees
He’s got a song on the charts
I give it two weeks
Before he breaks my heart

I even like the way he smells
Oh, you’re screwed Missi

I like you too much
I ain’t gonna lie
I like you too much
Your skin makes me high
I like you too much
Good Lord I’m gonna die
I know you’ll make me cry
Again and again and again…

“I gotta go” That’s what he said
“I gotta get right outta your bed”
I wish that I had said it first
I wanna die; here’s the second verse

I’m gonna have to drink
More than before
Smoke, cuss, and gamble
Like I’m at war
Kiss another string of cowboys
Maybe even a Jew** (Missi’s dream is to marry a Jewish man)
Ride a Pakistani
I wanna forget about you

I like you too much
I ain’t gonna lie
I like you too much
Your skin makes me high
I like you too much
Good Lord I’m gonna die
I know you’ll make me cry
Again and again and again…

I don’t need another friend
She don’t need another friend boys