Letra Toothbrush and my table Grace Potter And The Nocturnals

Toothbrush and my table

I came back home with a jewel missing out of my crown.
Let me inside, put my empty bags on the ground.
Open this door, come on I’m not messing around.
I can’t believe I’m standing here; you used to call me proud.
Well, believe me I’ll be gone by the time you get back from work;
I just left a few things I don’t want no one to get hurt.
Just give me back my hammer, give me back my nail,
give me back my jeans and my J.J. Cale,
give me back my box with the quarter-inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table.
You got a good thing going on I wouldn’t want to take you away,
C’est la vie, so it goes dirty business or so they say.
I know I done you wrong but here we are face to face.
Boy, I sure am glad I don’t have to hang around this place.
Well believe me, baby this ain’t fun for you or me neither,
so get out of my way or I’ll start blasting Cat Scratch Fever.
Just give me back my hammer, give me back my nail,
give me back my jeans and my J.J. Cale,
give me back my box with the quarter-inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table.
I don’t care which way you think the story might have went.
I’ve already recollected all the love I wish I had not spent.
Baby, you know I paid more than my share of the rent.
There ain’t nothing in my heart for you accept a big old dent.
Try to pin it down, try to tear it up or try to get me gone;
I’ll just need a few things for the road that I’ll be on.
Just give me back my hammer, give me back my nail,
give me back my jeans and my J.J. Cale,
give me back my box with the quarter-inch cable
And don’t forget my toothbrush and my table.