"LowDown"
She's a crooked sheriff in a real straight town
She openend the door
shake shake shake
the lights go down
Clover honey and the Jimson Weed
Red leather skirt way up above her knees
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown
She's a gone lost dirt road
There ain't no way back I been told
Well she's a story they all tell
She's a rebel, she's a yell
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown
White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al
The second hand moon's shining for my gal
She's a big red flag in a mean bullpen
She'll steal it from you, sell it right back to you again
Well, she's a wild rose, she's not settled
Cold gun of ice blue metal,
Oh, my baby's lowdown
White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al
She's a cheap motel with a burned out sign
She'll take care of you definitely every time
She got a stolen check book and legs up to there
Singing into a hairbrush, right in front of the mirror
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown"
Tom Waits- "Lowdown"- from " Brawlers, Bawlers and Bastards"...Got that CD from my Love.
Posted by Bjorn
Husband... you know I love that song. I imagine myself grinding my hips to yours, as I sway to the music. Grin on my face as our eyes meet and we stare. Love your images and all that they reveal to me. I'm coming home my love.
Posted by Joanna ~
Husband... you know I love that song. I imagine myself grinding my hips to yours, as I sway to the music. Grin on my face as our eyes meet and we stare. Love your images and all that they reveal to me. I'm coming home my love.
Posted by Joanna ~
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