I saw on Facebook that Mike proposed
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
I guess you think I don't know him, but I know him well
We grew up together girl, I got stories I could tell
But I guess you don't care, you get along with him well
And I guess you don't care, your mother's hearing wedding bells
I got the kinda job you figured I was never gonna have
Working for the phone company, it ain't half bad
I don't make a lot of money, but it ain't that bad
I still drink on the weekdays, but I ain't as bad
Girl I saw on Facebook that Mike proposed
That's bullshit baby, I know you know
I know my chances are getting right slim
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry him
You ain't gotta marry me, just don't marry ... don't marry him