I Ain't Already There

(Dean Dillon/Scott Emerick/Toby Keith)

She called me on the 'phone and said:

"C'mon, get on the plane tonight, pronto."

So just like every time when Kimo Sabi cried for help,

Here come Tonto.

I guess she run her lover off again,

An' I can't believe how long it's been,

I had my fingers runnin' through her hair.

Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there.

Baby, I just landed, grabbed my bag an' hopped a cab,

An' I'm comin' solo.

Light a candle, fill a tub, put on some music that you love,

An' I'll bring the mojo.

Yeah, the cabbie said that he'd drive like hell,

Keep promise me a pony-tail,

An' Baby Vicky's secret underwear:

Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there.

Now it's been real an' it's been fun:

Another notch carved in her gun: repetition.

You know the funny thing when you play her game:

What you thought would change just stays the same: eviction.

I'd be on this plane to Illinois,

She'd be locked down with some pretty boy,

When we touched down in Chicago at O'Hare:

Only bad thing about it is I ain't already there, oh no.

Only bad thing about it: I ain't already there.

Already there.

I ain't already there.

Already there.