Kelley Brooks Band - 45 In My Hand

Another cigarette in the ashtray burnin' I'm here alone by myself
Last thing I heard is that you love me But now you don't say a word
I saw you down at the bar, had a whiskey in my hand
You just stood there, a smile on your face And that stupid little grin
You had a stupid little grin

So tell me where'd you meet that man With his collared shirt and his hair done right
He don't look like much of a man And I bet he ain't up for steppin' outside
So tell me where'd you meet that man I'll slam this whiskey down
If you don't speak, you're both gonna meet This .45 in my hand

I still sit here by myself, all alone Tryin' not to think about that night
And how it could have went so damn wrong I'm tired of you bitches playin' with me
And then I have to see The same girl that said I love you
With another man on the scene Yeah, with another man on the scene

So tell me where'd you meet that man With his collared shirt and his hair done right
He don't look like much of a man And I bet he ain't up for steppin' outside
So tell me where'd you meet that man I'll slam this whiskey down
If you don't speak, you're both gonna meet This .45 in my hand
Yeah, the .45 in my hand

So tell me where'd you meet that man With his collared shirt and his hair done right
He don't look like much of a man And I bet his ass ain't up for steppin' outside

So tell me where'd you meet that man With his collared shirt and his hair done right
He don't look like much of a man And I bet he ain't up for steppin' outside
So tell me where'd you meet that man I'll slam this whiskey down
If you don't speak, you're both gonna meet This .45 in my hand

Yeah, the .45 in my hand

Written by:
Aaron Brooks, Mark Kelley

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