Chris Collingwood - You Gotta Go lyrics

Sheepdog never seen a sheep in his life Only an accountant and his drunk a** wife House cat always gets worn as a hat By the neighborhood brat, some kid named Matt Jellyfish lying on the ocean floor Doesn't want to be a jellyfish no more What are you trying to tell me? What are you trying to sell me now? Whoa whoa Whoa whoa Whoa whoa I hate to break it to you but you gotta go (Strike fear) on the floor of the stock exchange (High five) when I drive up to the driving range (Light beer) at the bar people look at me strange (Find free) parking meters when I'm all out of change What are you trying to show me? You don't even know me now Whoa whoa Whoa whoa Whoa whoa I hate to break it to you but you gotta go Let's go You broke my heart and you sold it for parts Borrowed my car now it won't even start You threw my keys in a pile of snow I think you know, you gotta go Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no Whoa whoa Whoa whoa Whoa whoa I hate to break it to you but you gotta go