I Need You Like A Hole In My Head

Webb Pierce

I need you baby yessiree I need you like a hole in my head Now I'm just a wishing that you were mine Like I'm a wishing I was dead Your trifling ways has got me down Made me the laughing stock of town I need you baby yessiree I need you like a hole in my head I need you baby yessiree I need you like a hole in my head Now I've got about as much use for you As a quarter made of lead A trifling woman I just can't stand Cause I never was a trifling man I need you baby yessiree I need you like a hole in my head I mean it baby I need you like a hole in my head