George Jones Talkin' Cell Phone Blues

You were talkin' on that cellphone Drivin' your Mercedes way too fast All of a sudden there was just dial tone You hit the pylons on the overpass And your whole life passed before you From the old days in the honky tonks To that last shot of vodka All them miles in between George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home If you don't change your ways, my friend You'll be singing duets with Tammy again, uh huh Foot down heavy on the pedal Talkin' to your daughter in the car Next sound you heard was twisted metal Another dead genius country star Better get your shit together Everything's been torn in two Good thing your liver's made of leather Or else we'd all be mourning the likes of you George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home If you don't change your ways, my friend You'll be singing duets with Tammy again And I heard it on the news He almost stopped loving her today Better stay on that riding lawnmower If you're gonna keep on carrying on that way George Jones, better leave that cellphone alone Don't be talkin' as you try to get back home If you don't change your ways, my friend George Jones