(P.Mark)
From the album Metropolitan Swamp

I want it down in writing
Girl I want some guarantee
If I quit you for another one
Well, you won’t start bugging me

I don’t want no trouble
When I start seeing someone else
With each heart I break
I really fix it for myself

I quit one woman at seven
I had another one by eight
The first one found us at the corner bar
She threw a drink right in my face

I get trouble trouble trouble
When I start seeing someone else
With each heart I break
I really fix it for myself

My friends say, “Hey little Pauly,
You got a new girl every night
Either you’re a lousy lover man
Or you just don’t treat ‘em right

I try to explain
But they ain’t hearing no one else
With each heart I break
I really fix it for myself

This town keeps on shrinking
With every heart I break
Gets to where the ain’t a bar around
Where I can show my face

I’m tired of all this trouble
I got to move somewhere else
With each heart I break
I really fix it for myself