Karaoké Tulsa Elle King

Before I woke up this mornin'

I done knew where he went

He hid the keys to my car

Smoked my last cigarette

Well that good-for-nothin' mothertruckin' son of a gun

I don't need to know her name 'cos I can tell you which one

He went back to Tulsa

Put some miles on that adios Tacoma

And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'cos it ain't what you think

But if you spell it back-to-front you gonna know what I mean

Bet he's thinkin' that I'm cryin'

Couldn't be more wrong

He done got his ass kicked out

He did it all on his own

I took every last bit and threw it out in the grass

He can pick up his shit if he ever comes back

He went back to Tulsa

Put some miles on that adios Tacoma

And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'cos it ain't what you think

But if you spell it back-to-front you gonna know what I mean

He went back to Tulsa

Hon' you done me a favor and I ain't angry with you

Babe there's millions of Tulsas and you'll be singin' this soon

And I hate to break it to ya but you're 'bout to find out

He's a real P.O.S. and he's your problem now

He went back to Tulsa

Put some miles on that adios Tacoma

You know that I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'cos it ain't what you think

But if you spell it back-to-front you gonna know what I mean

He went back to Tulsa

Put some miles on that adios Tacoma

And I ain't talkin' Oklahoma 'cos it ain't what you think

But if you spell it back-to-front you gonna know what I mean

He went back to Tulsa wooh wooh

Ha ha ha ha ha ha