Just for Spite

Hey Baby, where you been?
 I left you here an hour ago
 I'm waiting for the fight to begin
 So the people can enjoy the show
 You buy a sandwich and I get mad
 But then I want a bite
 You're like a bobcat getting poked with a stick
 Irritated with all of your might
 Just for spite
 When I come home after work
 Dead tired, sick as a crime
 You call me a no-count jerk
 And you ask me where I been
 And you think that I'm lying
 You buy a sandwich and I get mad
 But then I want a bite
 You're like a bobcat getting poked with a stick
 Irritated with all of your might
 Just for spite
 Yeah baby I've been out
 Betting on the horses at Jefferson Downs
 There's no reason to scream or shout
 I'm deaf and dumb to your sounds
 You buy a sandwich and I get mad
 But then I want a bite
 You're like a bobcat getting poked with a stick
 Irritated with all of your might
 Just for spite