She stood there staring him down and he knew that he was toast
He was a Tiger who tended to roam
She swung at him with that golf club
And quickly Tiger flew
He flew right down to his car to leave home
Gonna drive far from home

She caught up to him; he had some trouble, he's fum'bling keys
He heard the club smashing window in back
He drove car wild, her riled-
-up. Goes twisting, swerving, slows
Spies her with Driver she cries, "You're ass mine!" (1)

When the Tiger took flight
Down his driveway he spilled
Hits a golf ball all right
But car driving: low skilled
And a big tree wins fight
In road Tiger takes ill
Above him he sights
Elin goes for the kill...

He talked to press 'cause his people arranged
To speak with Woods
Talk of trangress, damage control
He was forlorn, had the grace that could let him slip away
She smacked his face 'cause he played extra holes
Knee to balls was her goal

Fight after fight, fray after fray, from dusk until dawn
She gave him beatings, no more he'll swing bone
He spent all night crying, "How good of golf will I play?"
Wondering if his career would be blown

And those Tiger Woods fights
'Bout those holes that he filled
They were looking so tight
He was going for thrills
But then big trouble: wife
And his head's rolling still
She put out his lights
He was lucky, not killed

Oh those Tiger Woods nights
And that Tiger was drilled
Elin bringing him fright
She was trying for kill
And that big kitty cried
Knew his blood would be spilled
But her knee she drives
Down his middle with skill

Tiger took flight
Tiger Woods spills
She's bringing him fright
Tiger Woods nights

Tiger Woods fights
Holes that he filled
Then big trouble: wife
Tiger took flight

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