You Can't Cut It

Well you couldn't hit water if you fell right out of a boat
I don't wanna hear you sing baby not one single note
You can't cut it
Go on get gone
You can't cut it
Grab your stuff
All your stuff
And go home

Well you couldn't dance even if Fred Astaire sold you his shoes
Showing up in red while we're over here singing the blues
You can't cut it
Go on get gone
You can't cut it
So grab your stuff
All your stuff
And go home

Well I couldn't love you baby even if you bought me the throne
I can't get past all the crazy that you've already shown
You can't cut it
You can't cut it
Go on get gone
Go on get gone
You can't cut it
So grab your stuff
All your stuff
And go home



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Roberts
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