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She was a livewire, she was stuck in the pastI was holding the middle, you was waking up fastIt was four in the morning, she was holding on tightto a David Bowie look a like circa '85Now he's turning up his amplifier, staring at his toesEven when he's looking at you he's still looking down his noseSounds like surf music maybe more than just a littleBut to me it's just another form of California dribbleThe top and bottom look straight to me but shaky in the middleWell there's something to be learned hereThough it may seem a little insincereLike a cruel clown grinning ear to earYou're a country singer I'm a cavalierWell I wanna know the whole story overWhere you came from, where you going,However long it takes to know youWith your heavy metal heartbeatSalty but you seem sweetTippy toes on both feetRockin to the teen beatWell, ice cream, soda pop, bourbon on topSome people call it rock and roll and some people call it popSome call it country music every time you use a fiddleLetras de cancionesHow am I supposed to know if that's a fact or just a riddle?Too tight around the edges, leave a little room to wiggle.Well there's something to be learned hereThough it may seem a little insincereLike a cruel clown grinning ear to earYou're a country singer, I'm a cavalierOh oo oh oo oh (x8)Well there's something to be learned hereThough it may seem a little insincere Like a cruel clown grinning ear to earYou're a psycho killer, I'm a cavalier From Letras Mania