Pink Hair Cowgirls
Sitting
on a park bench reading to believe
The
sun is slowly setting on Friday’s eve
Waving
saying hello as neighbors pass by
There
she was the glory of my story why
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Tell
me I’m pretty I got plenty of pride
Smile
child I’m on the wild side
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Long
lovely legs strutting like pious prayer
Laughing
into nothing like a breeze with no care
Fantasy
flashes in the mind of an old man
Pink
hair cowgirls are part of the master plan
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Tell
me I’m pretty I got plenty of pride
Smile
child I’m on the wild side
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
She
rides wild unicorns over rainbow trails
Collecting
coins of gold in overflowing pails
With
a whisper she confesses her inner desire
Pink
hair cowgirls the whole rodeo’s on fire
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Tell
me I’m pretty I got plenty of pride
Smile
child I’m on the wild side
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Double
shots of whiskey feeling frisky
You
got a lady but will you risk me?
Put a
silver quarter in the jukebox machine
Select
me a number of someone obscene
Yee
Haw she cries out in the middle of the night
Yee
Haw she cries out she’s feeling allright
I’ve
got bills to pay I need me a hit song
Pink
hair cowgirls they can’t do me no wrong
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
Tell
me I’m pretty I got plenty of pride
Smile
child I’m on the wild side
Pink
hair cowgirls they love to ride
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