Rhonda Harris Young Girl And A Cowboy
I know, you say, someone told you off
Every time you were generous; you spoke of love
And of sensations of a certain nature
You were generous, you were generous
You said
Tonight I feel like a young boy
Belonging on a star that hangs behind you
I know your big eyes
I know, you saw him, the fat guy in the leather
He was working for a paper
He doesn't matter, he doesn't matter
He's the tin-can in the gutter
You could swop him for any other
He doesn't matter, he doesn't matter:
Because tonight
I feel like a cowboy
Belonging, on a horseback, in the sunset
I saw your big eyes