11.29.2016

Pretty Elegant Song

In the tropics it's to humid
In the desert it's to hot
In the the arctic you freeze your toes off
In the Middle East you can get popped
I would follow you any of those places
Just to hear you smile
Like a pretty elegant song that I never get to hear enough
I chased you across the ocean
Because you're the only one I can trust
I found you in a bar on the border
Staying on step ahead of the cops
You said slow down and have a drink with me
We proceed to have twelve for good luck
I couldn't walk to straight that night
But you taught me how to make love
Like a pretty elegant song that I never get to here enough
You're like an island in the ocean
Where nothing ever goes wrong
You're like a star in the galaxy
The brightest I ever saw
Like Boots of Spanish Leather
And Leave a Tender Moment alone
When I look in your eyes
I hear all my favorite songs
Like a pretty elegant song that I never get to hear enough

Is This Honolulu

I should have left this town a long time ago
I've been hanging around here far to long
I should have rode that ride all the way to Phoenix
I should have rode that ride all the way home
Are you a girl
Or is this an illusion
Am I in the desert
Or is this Honolulu
Am I drinking water
Or is this Whiskey
Did I ride a horse here
Or did I drive a car
I've spent many a night drinking in lonely bars
Looking for the answer to the question that is love
I thought that I found her at least a couple times
But I couldn't drag that stake out of my heart
Her eyes are as bright as the North Star
Her teeth are straighter than one hundred miles of train track
Her hairs as yellow as the sunshine
When she laughs she looks kind of like Sissy Spacek

I remember

I remember you
You're the girl I met In Phoenix City
I was playin' cards
In a hotel bar
You slid by
Whispered in my ear
It ain't rocket science
Soldier boy
I would dance with you
Any old time
Any old time
I would dance with you
I remember you
You're the girl I met
Down in Baton Rouge
I was on shore leave
Drinking to forget
You waltzed in
And lit my cigarette
I would dance with you
Any old time
Any old time
I would dance with you
I remember you
Your the girl I met In New York City
You were dating
I was contemplating
We both looked like
We'd have rather been
Anywhere but there
That night
I would dance with you
Any old time
Any old time
I would dance with you

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