Wrong Side Of His Heart - Rosie Flores

Flowers on the table

His tie is on the door

Continental breakfast lyin cold on the floor

She looks out to the LA rain to see his car depart

She woke up on the wrong side of his heart

In her patent leather cowboy boots

She caught a downtown bus

To the grand central market

Then on to Berry street at dusk

Where she drank some margaritas and a gypsy read her chart

She said she woke up on the wrong side of his heart

Well right side in the daylight, changes in the dark

She woke up on the wrong side of his heart

Well sun goes down the moon comes up

That’s where the trouble starts

She woke up on the wrong side of his heart

The old familiar stages, the old familiar lines

The come ons and the curtain calls and all the alibies

Its one to many encores as the drama falls apart

That’s why she woke up on the wrong side of his heart

Well right side in the daylight, changes in the dark

She woke up on the wrong side of his heart

Well sun goes down the moon comes up

That’s where the trouble starts

She woke up on the wrong side of his heart