(Johnny Tillotson - Teddy Wilburn)

I take too much abuse
To me that's all I ever get
Yeah, callin' a man like you a husband
Is just like callin' old wild cat a pet.

You'd better stop your runnin' around
Say nothin', stop movin' on
But who's gonna take your garbage out
When I've packed my bags and gone.

Each day you walk off over me
Can't you take another out
If you start actin' like married man
Maybe we could find the way to work things out.

You'll find your key won't fit the lock
If you keep on a keepin' on
But who's gonna take your garbage out
When I've packed my bags and gone.

I know you think I'm runnin' round
And that's why you're so peaked
That's another lie of that same old stuff
But I hope you don't expect me to beleive.

Though after night you don't come back
'Cause you just love the home
But who's gonna take your garbage out
When I've packed my bags and gone.

--- Instrumental ---

I know you think I'm runnin' round
And that's why you're so peaked
That's another lie of that same old stuff
But I hope you don't expect me to beleive.

Though after night you don't come back
'Cause you just love the home
But who's gonna take your garbage out
When I've packed my bags and gone.

Honey, who's gonna take your garbage out
When I've packed my bags and gone.
You're gonna miss me honey gal
Ah, you're kiddin'...