Woman I Hate It Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Woman, I hate, hate it 

When I wreck your alibi 

Woman, I hate, hate it 

When I catch you telling lies 

I used to be your knight in silk pyjamas 

Now you're running back home to your Mama 

I don't even know why 

Woman I hate, hate it 

Woman I hate, hate it 

When you brush my moves aside 

Woman I hate, hate it 

When you shoot holes through my pride 

I used to be your Latin lover boy 

Now you treat me like a worn-out toy 

Your lovin' brings me no joy 

Woman I hate, hate it 

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I hate the way you run me round in circles 

I don't know which way to go 

Should I believe or should I believe me 

I guess I'll never know 

Woman I hate, hate it 

When you make that step on me 

Woman I hate, hate it 

When you just won't let me be 

You used to be a smilin' Mona Lisa 

Take the breath from everyone that meets you 

Now you don't even try 

Women I hate, hate it 

I hate the way you run me round in circles 

I don't know which way to turn 

I've made mistakes but I ain't mistaken 

This time I think I've learnt 

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Women I hate, hate it 

And my whining days are through 

You're gonna hate, hate it 

When the tables turn on you 

If I can't be your knight in shining armour 

Ain't don't treat me like no poor darn farmer 

So baby, don't even try 

Women I hate, hate it 

Women I hate, hate it