Written by: Jim Ellison Transcribed by: Mike Novak
I'm not super sure about the chorus, but what I have here works for me... And incidently, the lyrics in the liner notes for this song our wrong in a few places; that's so like them. :)
Well I know it's been a little while
Since the first time that I made you smile
And I thought I'd take this opportunity
To dig a little deeper inside
And try to find out what someone like you
is trying to hide from me
Well I hope that you don't get angry girl
I hope you don't get hurt
By the things I found while goin' through your purse
Your Make-up, your compact, lipstick, and shit like that And the keys that you keep on a chain Your cigarettes and my lighter too And a picture of your sister God I think your one in the same
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you Wouldn't think that I was a jerk The things I found while goin' through your purse
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you Wouldn't think that I was a jerk The things I found while goin' through your purse
[Drum fill... next verse no guitar]
Well a photo of your mother too And all the guys who date you And your high school graduation ring And a check stub from the place you work Some poetry from some Stupid jerk who's tryin' to Steal your heart away from me
Well I hope that you don't get offended girl Yeah and I hope you don't get hurt By the things I found while going through Yeah the things I found when I was goin' thru The things I found while goin' thru your purse