Jerry Reed - She'd Rather Be Homeless lyrics

It was our 25th anniversary and I was watching the SuperBowl When suddenly she started cursing me. Hell, I almost dropped my remote control And she said "That's that" and grabbed her hat and headed out into the snow And that was almost two long years ago Now see her shuffling down the street, Combat boots on her dainty feet She said all my friends were dumb, And she called me "Yuppee scum" I see her sitting on her full length mink, And as I walk by she winks Pushing her belongings in a cart from the A&P She said she didn't give a damn 'bout my BMW or my AT&T Saying "Spare some change for a lady, a lady who's finally free" See her bumming cigarettes, On the sidewalk where she sits She said to take these credit cards of mine, And stick'm whar the sun don't shine She don't want my bonds and stocks, Living in her cardboard box Lord, she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me Cause she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me Oh, she'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me She'd rather be sleeping in some doorway, Than lolling in the lap of luxury She'd rather eat soup down at the shelter Than at the C.C. sipping fine Chablis And when the cold wind starts to blow, Lord, it hurts me so to know And as I throw her a dime, Lord, it breaks this heart of mine to know She'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me She'd rather be homeless, than here at home with me