Always been busy with nothin' to do Got a bottle of a somethin' that I'm dyin' to lose Swallow my pride, keep the phone on mute Till you call, why'd you call? Caught between you and the telephone jack Damn it, right when I was getting my life on track You saw an opportunity to come running back And the walls start to fall
It's a stain that I'll never get out It's a stain, the kind they warn you about It's so vain to be calling the house It's a stain that I can't get out, oh, no
Ooh, ah, ah Ooh, ah, ah
I've been gettin' out the house, even better, my head Had a gap tooth smile, rolling 'round in my bed And to top it all off, I lost all my regrets Standing tall, please don't call Well, I'm sorry that it didn't work out with your man But there's nothin' fun in feeling like a backup plan Just write a few songs, put a pen in your hand That worked for me, babe (hey)
It's a stain that I'll never get out It's a stain, the kind they warn you about It's so vain to be calling the house It's a stain that I can't get out, oh, no
Ooh, ah, ah Ooh, ah, ah
It's a stain that I'll never get out It's a shame, oh, mama warned me about the day That you'd be coming around, it's a stain, hey, hey
It's a stain that I'll never get out It's a stain, the kind they warn you about It's so vain to be calling the house It's a stain that I can't get out, oh, no