Lyrics
It took me five bars, saw 30 license plates
I saw her Mustang and my eyes filled up with rage
I brought my pistol, but I ain't some kinda fool
So I walked right in barehanded
She was on his arm while he was playing pool
Just like I used to do
She kissed him while I got a beer
She didn't think I'd show up here
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
I watched her for a while, but I didn't like her walk
Came across kinda cheap to me, but hey, how's that my fault?
She looked at my man like he didn't have on a stitch
Somebody tell that girl to step up to the plate
I wanna pitch
Little bitch
Well, those pretty girls can play their game
But they're damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend, hey
I started throwing things and I scared folks half to death
I got up in his face and smelled whiskey on his breath
Didn't give a second thought to being thrown in jail
'Cause, baby, to a hammer, everything looks like a nail
I'm mad as hell
Those pretty girls, they're all the same
But they're damn well gonna know my name
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
I'm a crazy ex-girlfriend
