Toothbrush and my table

Came home with a jewel missing out of my crown
Let me inside put my empty bags on the ground
Open this door come on, I'm not messing around
Can't believe I'm standing here, you used to call me proud
Well believe me I'll be gone by the time you get back from work I just left a few things I don't want no one to get hurt

Just give me back my hammer
Give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my JJ cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don't forget my toothbrush and me table

You got a good thing going on I wouldn't want to take you away se la vie, so it goes dirty business or so they say I know I done you wrong but here we
are face to face boy I sure am glad I don't have to hang around this place well believe me, baby, this ain't fun or me neither so get out of my way or
I'll start blasting "cat scratch fever"

Give me back my hammer
Give me back my nail
Give me back my jeans and my JJ cale
Give me back my box with the quarter inch cable
And don't forget my toothbrush and me table

I don't care which way you think the story might have went

I've already recollected all the love I wish I had not spent baby you know I paid more than my share of the rent there ain't nothing in my heart for you
except a big ol'denkt so try to pin it down try to tear it up or try to get me gone I'll just need a few things for the road that I'll be on