Lyrics - Little Love Letter #2 by Carter Carlene

You used to love me a lot, you said that
I was the best
Although you didn't agree with the way that
I dressed
We were the business, oh what a term
Now our hillbilly heaven's turned into a bad, bad dream
Is it something you drank, is it something you ate
Did
I somehow rain on your hit parade!
I can't please you, no there ain't no way
I'm gonna wash my hands of you
I'm gonna wash my hands of you