That Runaway Woman Of Mine

Got a letter from my Baby
Said she was way down in Rio
Just soaking up the sun
Joking with some sun ten heroes
On the very next flight from New York City up to Rio
She left the port with a new escort
And headed for Puerto Rico
So I hopped a boat the first to float and I sailed away
Then nothing like being in the carribean hurting this way
But she'd already gone at some guy met she on Mexico
I can just see her not lying around
On the sands of Acapulco
So give me some rum give me some coke
They're in the fact to kill the pain
The only kind of drink that I ain't had
Is the Burbon street hurricane
But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
So pull me some sad one wine
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
That runaway Woman of mine
Have a feeling that my Baby ain't go be in Mexico
As sure I show up she already be gone I know
Yes I'm hanging around and soak some local
Colour in wine
Oh I'm giving it up she's hurt me too much
That runaway Woman Of Mine
So give me some rum give me some coke
They're in the fact to kill the pain
The only kind of drink that I ain't had
Is the Burbon street hurricane
But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
So pull me some sad one wine
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
That runaway Woman Of Mine
So give me some rum give me some coke
They're in the fact to kill the pain
The only kind of drink that I ain't had
Is the Burbon street hurricane
But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
So pull me some sad one wine
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
That runaway Woman Of Mine
So give me some rum give me some coke
They're in the fact to kill the pain
The only kind of drink that I ain't had
Is the Burbon street hurricane
But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
So pull me some sad one wine
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
That runaway Woman Of Mine



Credits
Writer(s): C. Putman, D. Cook
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