When I first met you, baby, weren't you a sweet, little thing?
Worked my fool head off, just to buy that diamond ring
Now things are kind of funny, you know the way it goes
Now you want to put that ring, right on through my nose

You put me through the grinder and I kept coming back for more
Now all I want to see of you is your back side headed out that door

Same progression as above
Well, you said you needed night school and I went along with that
Till I followed you last Wednesday, baby, up to Sonny's flat
I put one and one together and it added up to fool
'Cause what Sonny's got to offer, baby, ain't teached in any school

You put me through the grinder, you hurt me like an open sore
I don't want no more excuses, baby, just get on out the door

Ohh, they say this is a world of troubles, ohh, I've had my share
But you're the kind of burden, I really don't need to bare
I came home a little early, Lord, what I found there
I walked in on you and Richard and your legs were up in the air

I'm gonna put you through the grinder, I'm gonna even up the score
You better get yourself a lawyer, baby, we're about to go to war

What 'cha tryin' to do to me? Yeah, look here