I Ain't Been Back There SinceWell, Matt, yeah, she's madIt's back to the doghouse to know from the practice I've hadWhen she's mad, I play a dangerous gameIn the old bitch, Ernie Collins, they've already printed my nameShe's five feet three and weighs about a hundred and eightShe's the kind of gal don't believe in men or making mistakesShe's sweet and mighty niceBut when she's mad, she's got a voice that'll cut through iceWell, Matt, ooh, she's madIt's back to the doghouse to know from the practice I've hadWhen she's mad, I play a dangerous gameIn the old bitch, Ernie Collins, they've already printed my nameShe's got eyes like a cat and she watches every move that I makeAn alarm clock of mine that goes ringing every time I'm lateI'm sorry, sick and all aloneBut I'll have to stick it out cause it just ain't safe to go homeWell, Matt, ooh, she's madIt's back to the doghouse to know from the practice I've hadWhen she's mad, I play a dangerous gameIn the old bitch, Ernie Collins, they've already printed my nameIn the old bitch, Ernie Collins, they've already printed my name