Tekstovi: Toby Keith. White Trash With Money. I Ain’t Already There.

She called me on the phone
And said come on get on the plane
Tonight, pronto
So just like every time
[Incomprehensible]cried for help
Here come Toto

I guess you run a lover off again
And I can't believe how long it's been
I had my fingers runnin' through her hair
Only bad thing about it
I ain't already there

Baby, I just landed
Grabbed my bag and hopped a cab
And I'm comin' solo
Light a candle, fill the tub
Put on some music that you love
And I'll bring the mojo

Yeah the cabby said he'd drive like heck
If you'd promise me a pony tail
And my favorite secret underwear
Only bad thing about it
I ain't already there

Now it's been real and it's been fun
Another notch carved in her gun, repetition
You know a funny thing
When you play her game
What you thought would change
Just stays the same [Incomprehensible]

I'll be on this plane to Illinois
She be locked down with some pretty boy
When we touch down in Chicago at O'Hare
Only bad thing about it
Is I ain't already there, oh no

Only bad thing about it
I ain't already there, already there
I ain't already there, already there