Up For Grabs

I used to do anything to get my motor running
And there were times that my conduct was unbecoming
A lot of fights I sat out along the way
But I can’t stand to see you treat your woman this way

If you put her on the ground
There ain’t no lost and found
If she ain’t got your name
She’s up for grabs

I’ve learned a few lessons in my tenure
I see you talking tough when she needs tender
Every bible says you’re wrong
To leave her there so long
All by herself, singing that lonesome song

Predators are circling these waters
She’s in solitary confinement in the corner
And I’m not saying her eye is starting to wander
But boys dig blondes man, she couldn’t be blonder

If you put her on the ground
There ain’t no lost and found
If she ain’t got your name
She’s up for

Finders
Keepers
Losers
Weepers

Gonna find a way
To keep her ride at bay
Don't want to lose this way
You cry too much anyway

Got to find
I got to find
And I'm gonna keep it
I'm too tired of weeping