Lyrics of The score

Well alright baby
I guess i know the score
Better get a packin'
I don't want you 'round here any more

You come home looking funky
Your clothes all in a mess
And your story wasn't fitting
Any better than your dress

Well alright baby
Now i know the score
Well you better get a gettin'
I don't want to see you 'round here any more

You came in one time too many
Lying out outside of your mouth
Said you was at your mother's
But i really got my doubts

I've seen you at the rainbow
Hanging out with red
And if i get my hands on you baby
You're gonna wish that you were dead

Well alright baby
Now i know the score
Well you better get to movin'
I don't want you 'round here any more