Lyrics

VERSE
I moved to a place called the "Lucky Eight Estates"
The leasin' lady there had my head on a swivel
She was actin' mighty civil, so I asked her on a date
I just couldn't have known how that would affect my fate

VERSE
Well, the date went just fine, especially how it ended up
The way she was layin' it on, I couldn't get enough
I thought things were movin' along pretty good
I was holdin' her off like I knew I should

PRE-CHORUS
But unbeknownst to me, when I went out of town to work
She took the master key and moved herself right in

CHORUS
(Turns out) (Yeah) She was fake as a rubber snake
About as much fun as a toothache
It was a love that could never be
She was fake as a rubber snake
(Now) You know, she was not a fatal mistake
'Cause I got the hell out of there before she bit me

VERSE
When I got home and found her there, I started to object
But then she, you know, well, you know, she hugged my neck
So, for a while, it was like the best things in life are still free
'Til she exercised dominion and control over me

Repeat CHORUS/BRIDGE
The love she professed was about as fake as it could be
She just wanted my cash and my credit cards -- man, she didn't want me

Repeat CHORUS/TAG
Yeah, she was fake, fake, fake, fake, fake as a rubber snake (fake)

Words & Music by Don Tomlinson
UMC © 2019 & SR © 2025 Solid Sterling Music (BMI)
All Rights Reserved

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Mood: Funny; Disaster avoidance...
Length: 3:41
ISRC: QZ37R1900233
BMI: 22881937
ISWC: T9198708940