She’s mad, she’s leaving
She’s had enough of me
Blah blah blah
She’s hot, she’s steaming
She’s packing up and she’s
Gone gone gone
Was that white cloud from her tailpipes
Or them Firestones kicking up dust
Felt like a good time
To kick back and fire one up
Couldn’t see which way she went
Or which way I went wrong
Couldn’t see why she left so early
Or why she stayed so long
There was something burning my eyes
Turning my head to stone
I bet it would’ve hurt to watch her go
Good thing I can’t see through all this smoke
This band, they keep playing
These goodbye songs
Like la la la
This fog, this haze
Got me turning my give a damn
On and off
Right now she ain’t far away
From that Alabama line
And I’m just one puff away
From a brand new state of mind
I couldn’t see which way she went
Or which way I went wrong
I couldn’t see why she left so early
Or why she stayed so long
There was something burning my eyes
And turning my head to stone
I bet it woulda hurt to watch her go
Well it’s a good thing I can’t see through all this smoke
There was something burning my eyes
Turning my head to stone
I bet it would’ve hurt to watch her go
It’s a good thing I can’t see through all this smoke