Poor guy that man John ThomasHis woman truly was a devilAnd she wasnât all that honestShe tore him down on every levelYou’re a no good lazy motherfuckerGotta a shit job you worthless motherfuckerYou’re a, a dead beat feel sorry for your motherIf I had time Iâd trade you for anotherHe donât like thatHe wants his life backHe wants to go back homeHe tried so hard to please herHe sold his soul to keep her happyBut nothinâ he did impressed herShe always left him feelinâ shittyThis is it, no; this canât be all you bought meSaid Iâm, Iâm high class and this is where you brought meGonna strike low just like my mamma taught meYou’re a, a low life you’re lucky that you got meHe donât like thatHe wants his life backHe wants to go back homeDown deep way down inside himThe will to leave was growinâ strongerAnd he bit his tongue for so longHe couldnât hold back any longerYouâre a two faced ruthless instigatorYou’re a, a low down triflinâ MasqueraderYou’re a, a cold bitch controllinâ conversatorThis is too much I’m out Iâll see you laterShe donât like thatBut he got his life backNo she donât like thatBut heâs right back on trackI said he went back home