I Built This House
Hey, hey, let me in
How come my key don't work?
You gonna lock me out, my own house?
I built this house brick by brick
I laid the foundation to make it stick
You see them flowers in the yard? I planted 'em all
Watered the seeds spring 'til fall
My love grew a garden while you hoed all over town
I built this house
I built this house (I built this house)
Stone by stone (I built this house)
Did all the heavy liftin' that it takes to make a home (I built this house)
You know them children that we got? That you never see?
They love you a lot, but they depend on me (I built this house)
My love worked an eight-day week while you were nowhere to be found
I built this house
I told that woman she can have you
I put your clothes into a box
Your big screen TV's on the curb
I already changed the locks 'cause I'll tell you what
Love don't live here anymore (and you don't, either)
Call your mama, call the law
Keep knockin' 'til your hands are raw
I built this house (I built this house)
Did my best (I built this house)
I kept it clean for ya, but you made a mess (I built this house)
All the vows we made and promises you didn't keep
Well, I'll burn this mother down
'Fore I'll let you make a fool of me (I built this house)
Call your mama, call the law
Keep on knockin' 'til your hands are raw
Don't let the door hit ya where the Lord split ya
On your way out
How come my key don't work?
You gonna lock me out, my own house?
I built this house brick by brick
I laid the foundation to make it stick
You see them flowers in the yard? I planted 'em all
Watered the seeds spring 'til fall
My love grew a garden while you hoed all over town
I built this house
I built this house (I built this house)
Stone by stone (I built this house)
Did all the heavy liftin' that it takes to make a home (I built this house)
You know them children that we got? That you never see?
They love you a lot, but they depend on me (I built this house)
My love worked an eight-day week while you were nowhere to be found
I built this house
I told that woman she can have you
I put your clothes into a box
Your big screen TV's on the curb
I already changed the locks 'cause I'll tell you what
Love don't live here anymore (and you don't, either)
Call your mama, call the law
Keep knockin' 'til your hands are raw
I built this house (I built this house)
Did my best (I built this house)
I kept it clean for ya, but you made a mess (I built this house)
All the vows we made and promises you didn't keep
Well, I'll burn this mother down
'Fore I'll let you make a fool of me (I built this house)
Call your mama, call the law
Keep on knockin' 'til your hands are raw
Don't let the door hit ya where the Lord split ya
On your way out
Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Marshall, Robert Misener
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