I grabbed that telephone
I thought we were alone
Tellin´ me there´s company, your husband´s comin´ home
I been thinkin´ ´bout this Saturday night with you
I been thinkin´ ´bout it all week long
And now I´m gonna lose it ´cause that son of a bitch
Got me singin´, that same old song

Got one foot out the door
Time to hit the road
Ain´t no match for your mean ol´ man
I think it´s time to roll

Got one foot out the door
Got one foot out the door

Keep the motor runnin´
Don´t ya let it cool down
Foot flat to the floor
Put the pedal to the metal
And beat it out of town
Come-comin´ back, back for more

(Solo Guitarra)