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My mama told me that you've been lonely Well me, I ain't surprised, you were never really nice You're always so mean, like a mad, mad bee Man, your words could sting till someone finally clipped your wings Now you're on a first-class flight to your southern paradise You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap I could forget you, but I can't forgive you No, I don't lose sleep at night, but if I see you, it's on sight And if you don't change your tone and tune I'll give you a parting gift, a black eye and a split lip Babe, you pushed your luck, and God said, She's had enough You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap That's cheap Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep Your sleep While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap Well, I hope you brought your SPF, 'cause you're gonna burn today You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap Where you made your bed, babe, you'll be sweatin' in your sleep While I'm hangin' up in heaven, sleepin' sound in my silk sheets You'll be beggin' to the devil for a little sympathy But the good Lord knows how cruel, cruel you were to me How cruel You're goin' to hell in a handbag, and I bet you that shit's cheap You're goin' to hell in a handbag and I bet you that shit's cheap