Skillet

SKILLET I knew this girl, who met a shiftless drifter And soon she had him on a bended knee Years went by she told me bout her story And this is what she said to me She shoulda hit him with a skillet She shoulda hit him and quit it She shoulda hit him with a skillet And left his sorry ass behind Shoulda hit him with a skillet Shoulda hit him and quit it Shoulda hit him with a skillet And sent him, on down the line He spent a lot of time drinking tall ones And that's about the time he'd get real mean With All his fighting and a fussing He did some things you won't believe She tried her best to just ignore it The lying eyes, his cheating ways Just about that time she had a plenty And this is what she said to me She shoulda hit him with a skillet She shoulda hit him and quit it She shoulda hit him with a skillet And left his sorry ass behind Shoulda hit him with a skillet Shoulda hit him and quit it Shoulda hit him with a skillet And sent him, on down the line This pretty thing is sitting on this bar stool Beautiful, it's plain to see I asked her how, she got away from him And this is what, she said to me She hit him with a skillet She hit him and quit it She hit him with a skillet And left his sorry ass behind She hit him with a skillet She hit him and quit it She hit him with a skillet And sent him, on down the line She hit him with A skillet She hit him and quit it She hit him with A skillet And left his sorry ass behind She hit him with a skillet She hit him and quit it She hit him with a skillet And sent him, on down the line