I might have stayed out late a little too often according to the missus
And once or twice I had lipstick marks, in spots she never kisses
But otherwise I thought things were fine, till I came home tonight
From blocks away I could see the house in a brand new light
It's all over but the shouting, and calling names
All my things are in the front yard, going up in flames
Stuff is flying out the windows, I'm ducking pots and pans
It's all over but the shouting, and the has hit the fan
The straw that broke the camel's back, remains a mystery
Unless she talked to the secretary, I thought would like to kiss me
Or maybe she heard about tonight, the boys and I were cruising
Stopped to talk to a pretty girl and got arrested in the confusion
It's all over but the shouting, and calling names
All my things are in the front yard, going up in flames
Stuff is flying out the windows, I'm ducking pots and pans
It's all over but the shouting, and the has hit the fan
I tried to ask her why she threw me out
We'd been so happy really
Before I got a word outta my mouth
The woman, she slapped me silly
It's all over but the shouting, and calling names
All my things are in the front yard, going up in flames
Stuff is flying out the windows, I'm ducking pots and pans
It's all over but the shouting, and the has hit the fan
It's all over but the shouting, and the has hit the fan