FURTHERMORE
(Ray Stevens)


Ray Stevens - 1984





Well, you done me wrong so many times and made me blue
And don't remember what I ever saw in you
And here you go again, hurtin' me, it's plain to see
That I'll always be sick and tired of all your lyin' and your cheatin'
And the way you've been mistreatin' me, so, let me tell you, friend
That you'll never get the chance to break my heart again
And furthermore
Furthermore
On top of that
I don't love you anyway

You told me that you'd always love and treat me fair
But lately, baby, seems like you don't even care about me anymore
You slammed the door on me, oh, made me mad as I can be 
And I'm not gonna take it anymore
And be your fool again, like I was before
'Cause baby this is it, I quit, you can just forget that we ever met
And furthermore
(Yes) Furthermore
On top of that
I don't love you anyway

No, baby, I don't love, love you anyway
I just realised that fact, as a matter of fact, today
And anybody who would treat me like you do
Don't deserve a tear, not a frown, not a sigh
Not a single boo-hoo, yodel-laydee-hoh

So, get on out o' here and go away and let me be
And leave me by myself and set me free
I wanna be alone and on my own, so get gone 
Don't you even telephone, hit the trail, move it out
Adios, arrivederci, ciao-ciao, don't you ever try to come back
Aufedersein, you know what that means, that's bye-bye
And furthermore
Yes, furthermore
On top of that
Pfffffffttt (*raspberry sound*)

(He don't love you anyway, that's what he said)
(No he don't love you anyway)
(So this is the end)






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2012)