Hide It Away
You see her walkin'
Walkin' right on through the door
Your jaw is droppin'
Pick it back up off the floor
I know what you're thinkin'
But you best not be thinkin' that no more
That woman's diggin'
Comin' 'round siftin' for gold
You're askin' what she's drinkin'
Boy, remember what you've been told
She's the type of woman
Who likes her feelin' bought and sold
So you gotta hide it
Boy, you've got to hide it away
Your wallet, she'll get inside it
You better hide it away
Got cash? She's gonna find it
Gotta hide it away
She'll make you buy a TV
She'll make you buy a Jeep
She'll make you buy a house
On a loan that'll make you weep
So hide it
Hide that money away
Just hide it
Live to fight another day
Custom kitchen
Custom floors
Custom windows
Custom doors
Cussed yourself
For fallin' prey
'Cause once her claws are in
Boy, you know they're gonna stay
You gotta hide it
Save that money for a rainy day
You gotta fight it
Or fast woman'll make you pay
Run and hide, yeah
Son, hide it away
You better hide it
Put that money away
Know her drink and you wanna buy it
Don't you slide it her way
I'm tellin' you don't try it
Just hide it away
I said, son, look away
I said, son, she don't play
I said, son, that you'll pay
I said, son, hide away
Well her looks might justify it
This is the last time I'm gonna tell you
Hide it away
Walkin' right on through the door
Your jaw is droppin'
Pick it back up off the floor
I know what you're thinkin'
But you best not be thinkin' that no more
That woman's diggin'
Comin' 'round siftin' for gold
You're askin' what she's drinkin'
Boy, remember what you've been told
She's the type of woman
Who likes her feelin' bought and sold
So you gotta hide it
Boy, you've got to hide it away
Your wallet, she'll get inside it
You better hide it away
Got cash? She's gonna find it
Gotta hide it away
She'll make you buy a TV
She'll make you buy a Jeep
She'll make you buy a house
On a loan that'll make you weep
So hide it
Hide that money away
Just hide it
Live to fight another day
Custom kitchen
Custom floors
Custom windows
Custom doors
Cussed yourself
For fallin' prey
'Cause once her claws are in
Boy, you know they're gonna stay
You gotta hide it
Save that money for a rainy day
You gotta fight it
Or fast woman'll make you pay
Run and hide, yeah
Son, hide it away
You better hide it
Put that money away
Know her drink and you wanna buy it
Don't you slide it her way
I'm tellin' you don't try it
Just hide it away
I said, son, look away
I said, son, she don't play
I said, son, that you'll pay
I said, son, hide away
Well her looks might justify it
This is the last time I'm gonna tell you
Hide it away
Credits
Writer(s): Russell Edward Groppel
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