Doin What I’s Doin, by Jack Lambert

Well, she waltzed right in
After bein’ gone for a week
The last time I seen her
She was goin’ off on me

Cryin’ and carrying on
About the things I ain’t done
And the things that I do
Naw, that conversation wasn’t fun

And now she wants to know
What I got to say for myself
So I just took a deep breath
And I said

    Hey, baby I been drinkin’ ever since you left
    An I been thinking bout the things you said
    I heard you when you told me that you just can’t stand
    To put up with me the way I am

    An I know maybe I could change, (huh) but I’m thinkin’ not
    So here’s the deal, let me tell you what
    There’s the door right there, go on an see yourself through it
    And I’ll get back, to doin’ what I’s doin’

Well that went over
About like you might expect
Her whole body started shakin’
And her face turned red

The veins in her forehead
Started throbin’ and pulsin’
She started flapin’ her hands
And stompin’ her feet, and cussin’

And right about then, I thought
“I better nip this in the butt”
So I looked her right in the eye
And I said “that’s enough!”

    Hey, baby I been drinkin’ ever since you left
    An I been thinking bout the things you said
    I heard you when you told me that you just can’t stand
    To put up with me the way I am

    Well, maybe I could change, but (huh) I’d rather not
    So here’s the deal, let me tell you what
    There’s the door right there, you just see yourself through it
    And I’ll get back, to doin’ what I’s doin’

  Well she stood and she stared
  And she fumed and she hissed
  And she said in her mad voice
  “Well then, I guess this is it”

  And as she walked out
  Back the way she had came
  I picked up my guitar
  And I started to sang…