Malcolm Holcombe - Woman Missin' lyrics

You can slam that telephone way on down Cut your ears off to the ground You can put your foot right through the floor She ain't out of the picture no more Tell that ba*tard it's a very fast world And you ain't worried 'bout growin' old You love her like a diamond in your breast She sparkles the blood flowin' through your head You gotta woman missin' But she ain't missin' you You gotta woman missin', hey mister She ain't out of the picture It's a personal private serious fact The grapes of wrath swallowed up your past It might take a quarter or ninety-nine years For a good soft heart from deserted tears You gotta woman missin' But she ain't missin' you You gotta woman missin', hey mister She ain't out of the picture She ain't out of the picture She ain't out of the picture You can slam that telephone way on down Cut your ears off to the ground You can put your foot right through the floor She ain't out of the picture no more (Chorus)