(Toby Keith)
He's flying high tonight
He's got a brand new lover
Here you come a-runnin'
You're looking for some cover
I know you're sad and lonely
I know you're feeling blue
You miss him so much
Oh let me get to close to you
Oh, he ain't worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He ain't worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missing
You know I'm here to save you
But you ain't through crying yet
Look at your pretty face
All red and soaking wet
I'm gonna try and make him
Just a memory
Come on baby, let's get started
First thing you got to see
Oh, he ain't worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He ain't worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missing
If you need someone to hold you
Someone to ease your pain
Well, I'll be holding steady
Girl when you get ready
I'm gonna show you
Love is a good thing
Oh, he ain't worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He ain't worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missing
Oh, he ain't worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He ain't worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Don't you know he ain't worth missinghippietown got hippies runnin around in it.
hold on. don't get me wrong. now wait just a minute.
i'm not talkin about the daisy chains and good pot.
i'm talkin about the grateful dead dreadlock
lookin mothafuckers sayin do you got a dime
i need to buy some more beer more wine.
i need to put a little gas in my van
so i can follow the phish across the land to hippietown.
hippietown's got tie-dyed freaks
who don't wash their clothes for weeks and weeks.
wearin the baggy pants and the summer dresses,
they got the tatooed skin and the tangled tresses.
don't like to work or get too tied down.
like to keep their options open. like to move around.
don't know what the hell tomorrow's for.
don't don't mind crashin on your floor down in hippietown.
hippietown's got hippies with the crystals round their necks.
they got the gris gris fighting off the hex.
in hippietown they don't wear no underwear.
pants get all stinky but they don't care.
stayin up all night listen to the grateful dead.
mostly pops and buzzes cracklin in their heads.
takin a two liter bottle and turnin it into a bong.
reading them tarot cards all day long down in hippietown.
got to get back to hippietown.