Whitney Duncan - The Bed That You Made lyrics

Oh honey whats wrong with you you sit around whine and cry the blues you aint got no arms to fall into what you did to me im doing back to you honey im going out to night in my high heel boots and my jeans on tight get my drinks for free fill my appitete you'll be thinkin bout me N I'll be out of your sight i bet you wished you stayed but like a little dog you up and strayed hows if feel to be feeling that way lying in a bed that you made lying in a bed that you made oh sweet baby your a cheatin kind you can say what you want but you can never lie you were out on the town and on the prowl thinkin that i wouldnt find out some how well baby i got news for you gonna show you how well i can do that too gonna clap my hands gonna shake my hips gonna make you remember what you'll never forget i bet you wished you stayed but like a little dog you up and strayed hows if feel to be feeling that way lying in a bed that you made lying in that bed I hope its cold and rough on your own i hope you cant sleep you want me and ill be gone gone gone long gone Oh honey whats wrong with you you sit around whine and cry the blues you aint got no arms to fall into in that king size bed for the king of fools i hope its lonely lonely to the bone yeah i hope it is i hope you cant sleep and you want me and ill be gone gone gone long gone i bet you wished you stayed but like a little dog you up and strayed hows if feel to be feeling that way lying in a bed that you made x4 lying in that bed goodnight baby, slee