lyrics
The pink skies of Montana give a cowboy a lonely heart,
And the starlight in Wyoming makes him wish his lady weren't so far.
It’s lonely driving cattle from Missouri east to Tennessee,
But every outlaw knows just where to go when he needs a little company.
Pour yourself another shot of booze. Relax, sit back and watch our dandy demimonde revue,
I think we got it, ooh I think we got it, a charming little partner just right for you.
Girls of the city, doves far as you can see,
Painted and frilly, but love here don’t come for free.
Josie, she’s a jester. She’ll make you laugh until you cry,
And Clarabelle, she’s slow as hell, then she’s done before you blink an eye.
Lucy, she’s a floozy, she’ll shake her hips into the night,
But when Mary-Anne strikes up the band you know everybody’s feeling right.
Strike a match and light the kerosene. Education, hesitation, don’t you know that they can smell your fear?
I think you got it, ooh I think you got it. We always love to see a new face ‘round here.
Girls of the city, doves far as you can see,
Painted and frilly, but love here don’t come for free.
Blood on the table, screams in the room next door,
She’s willing and able, leave the cash in the bureau drawer.
credits
from
Amenti Rover EP,
released January 4, 2014
Lyrics written by Jarrett Mead
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