She wore a tight blue dress, on my wedding day
Stumbled to the microphone, had something to say
My new husband started shaking, his hands began to sweat
My heart was pounding and she hadn't spoken yet
She said honey chances are, you won't make it a year
You're too much like your mamma, he's too much like Richard Gere
She knew every apartment, she knew every hotel
Men began to exit, wives began to wail
By the time it was over, she'd really caused a scene
That's when I reached down, took off that wedding ring
I said honey I think, I'll take Jolene's advice
I'll keep the cash and condo, you can choke on all the rice
I'll be single by Saturday night
Yes, I'm taking Jolene's advice
I'll be single by Saturday night
I'll be single by Saturday night
Well me and Jolene started hangin' out
She taught me all she knew, what men were about
Now don't think I'm a hater, cause I'm not that way
But if you like me, this is how we're gonna play
Now I hope you gotta a pen cause I won't say this twice
Me and Jolene and we're given' out free advice
If you like what you see, give me full access
Credit card bills, email and text
Don't clear your browser history, it won't do no good
Gotta a private eye, livin' in your 'hood
I hope that you can forgive me for being so bold
All this little boy shit is sure gettin' old
I'll be single by Saturday night
Yes, I'm taking Jolene's advice
I'll be single by Saturday night
I'll be single by Saturday night
I'll be single by Saturday night
Yes, I'm taking Jolene's advice
I'll be single by Saturday night
I'll be single by Saturday night
Outro
Wear a tight blue dress, on your wedding day
I haven't got much more to say