Intro:
Lord where you think this man is man
All day I been home with his lil "Bebe kids" and he aint reach home yet
Huh? Well anyway, I gin call down the road to see if he down by this place down the road
And if he down there it gin be some problems
Cause guess what? I get a headache and I tired man
Every other night Andrew would call around 8
Telling his nice little wife he gotta work late
But he goes to the bar to catch a few with the boys
Play dominos, drink liquor, and make noise
Now Andrew say man you gatta be the king of your house
So make up you’re man if you’re gonna be man or mouse
The bartender shout across the room if Andrew there
Andrew send he boy to tell him I aint here
And she say
Chorus:
Tell old I ain’t here he better come home now
Cause these little children he got, they crying for they pa
Cause he wouldn’t like it if I have to come to that bar
So tell old I ain’t here he better come now
Now Andrew tell the bartender man let me make this clear
The next time my wife call this bar tell her I ain’t here
He said when man having fun, woman gotta leave him alone
But he wife call him the bar, she heard his voice over the phone
And she said
Chorus:
Tell old I ain’t here he better come home now
Cause these little children he got, they crying for they pa
Cause he wouldn’t like it if I have to come to that bar
So tell old I ain’t here he better come now
Now Andrew tell the bartender man hang up that phone
I gone deal with that when I get home
After they rack up the pool table, man the phone ring again
All Andrew boys start laughing at him
Now Andrew had to make one more stand for the boy
He said ine gern home before I get it on
But Andrew didn’t know it, his wife was still on the phone
She said tell old I ain’t here he better come home
And she said
Chorus:
Tell old I ain’t here he better come home now
Cause these little children he got, they crying for they pa
Cause he wouldn’t like it if I have to come to that bar
So tell old I ain’t here he better come now
Lyrics Submitted by malaya