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[Verse 1]
It’s been a real long three-hundred and thirty-five days
And the last time, it wasn’t good anyway
I’m so lonely, lonely with a capital „H”
If you know what I mean, I’ve been sitting on the washing machine

[Chorus]
Ain’t nobody’s tool up in my shed
Ain’t nobody’s boots under my bed
Ain’t nobody’s truck up in my drive
For a late night call, for a real good time
Ain’t no new notches on my belt
And I’m tired of keepin’ my hands to myself
911, it’s officially a cry for help
Y’all, I’m going through a dry spell, yep

[Verse 2]
So, tell me, what’s a self-respectin’ girl to do?
I got the bacon, and no one to bring it home to
It’s a drought out here, waitin’ on a storm
I think it’s time for me to take the bull by the horns

[Chorus]
Ain’t nobody’s tool up in my shed
Ain’t nobody’s boots undеr my bed
Ain’t nobody’s truck up in my drive
For a late night call, for a rеal good time
Ain’t no new notches on my belt
And I’m tired of keepin’ my hands to myself
911, it’s officially a cry for help
Y’all, I’m going through a dry spell, yep

[Outro]
Ain’t nobody’s tool up in my shed
Ain’t nobody’s boots under my bed
Ain’t nobody’s truck up in my drive
For a late night call, for a real good time
Ain’t nobody to roll with in the hay
And nobody but the chickens are gettin’ laid
911, it’s officially a cry for help
Y’all, I’m going through a dry spell, yep

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