Drunken Cowgirl - Vaudeville Smash

She boogies alright

And she stares with a mild curiosity

A little uptight

Wears her greys with her pent up emotions

And she spends her nights making friends with old 40s Hollywood

She sleeps alright

When she sleeps on her own

She likes to ride

Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl

She likes to ride

Every single way

She likes to ride

Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl

She likes to ride, whoo hoo

She doesn’t talk much

Like a shy educated librarian

She brushes you off

She’s afraid of those pent up emotions

Then she shuts the door and attacks like a wild freaky animal

She sleeps alright

When she sleeps on her own

She likes to ride

Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl

She likes to ride

Every single way

She likes to ride

Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl

She likes to ride, whoo hoo

Things don’t always seem so clear

City life can seem so dear

Try the country for a year

You’ll be back within a year

She likes to ride

Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl

She likes to ride

Every single way

She likes to ride

Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl

She likes to ride, whoo hoo

She likes to ride, she likes to ride…