23rd May 2003
I like your twisted point of view, Mike I like your questioning eyebrows You've made it pretty clear what you like It's only fair to tell you now
that I leave early in the morning and I won't be back till next year I see that kiss-me pucker forming but maybe you should plug it with a beer, cause
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker's hand Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand Before you kiss me you should know Papa was a rodeo
The light reflecting off the mirror ball looks like a thousand swirling eyes They make me think I shouldn't be here at all You know, every minute someone dies
What are we doing in this dive bar How can you live in a place like this Why don't you just get into my car and I'll take you away I'll take that kiss now, but
(boy) Papa was a rodeo...
And now it's 55 years later We've had the romance of the century After all these years wrestling gators I still feel like crying when I think of what you said to me
Papa was a rodeo...
Before you kiss me you should know - Papa was a rodeo What a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too