Wanderin' from here to there
'Cause now I got him
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
Is all you seem to know him for
No, no no no no
Turn around and he is gone
So I know the game baby
Forget about your good intentions
And it will never be the same
Mister Samsonite pack a bag
You can't touch me
He's a man so full of style and grace
{Pack your bag, pack it up
That is my suggestion
Where you're always runnin' to, away from me?
You come through to rendezvous
Leave me lonely and confused
If the wind blows you in my direction
Why don't you just go?
(I can't take it no more)
(Now you gotta go)
Whenever he walks out your door
Wonder if he even cares
From here on out you will be leavin'
Soon as you begin to feel secure, yea
Any woman be impressed
Gotta go, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
Gotta go, hit the road, Jack
To my discretion, yea
Promises things so special
Packin' his bags, gotta go
He's a Samsonite man
Yea yea, yea yea, woa woa, yea yea
(It's all I know him for)
You can't hurt me no more, baby
Maybe he is just a rollin' stone
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
Sees it comin' from a song
Packin his bags, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go
Takes a smile and paints it on your face
Is it you or is it he to blame?
Makes you feel like you've been blessed
He's a Samsonite man
Searching for a place to call his home
He's a Samsonite man
You can't hurt me no more, baby
So many years of heartache and pain
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
Packin' his bags, gotta go, gotta go
