What's Your Name - Theory Of A Deadman

Well, its eight o’clock in Boise, Idaho

I’ll find my limo driver

Mister, take us to the show

I done made some plans for later on tonight

I’ll find a little queen

And I know I can treat her right

What’s your name, little girl?

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

Won’t you do the same

Back at the hotel, lord we got such a mess

It seems that one of the crew

Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes

Well, the police said we can’t drink in the bar, What a shame

Won’t you come upstairs girl

And have a drink of champagne

What’s your name, little girl

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

For there ain’t no shame

What’s your name, little girl?

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

Won’t you do the same

What’s your name, little girl?

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

Won’t you do the same

Nine o’clock the next day

And I’m ready to go

I got six hundred miles to ride

To do one more show, oh no

Can I get you a taxi home

It sure was grand

When I come back here next year

I wanna see you again

What was your name, little girl

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

Well there ain’t no shame

What was your name, little girl

What’s your name?

Shootin' you straight, little girl

Won’t you do the same