He's so the purity, a shaven and a mourning
And standing on a pigeon toe, in his disarray
Straight in the picture pose
He's coming around to meet you
And screaming like a battle cry, it's more if I stay
Me and your cold, driving in the snow
Let the good times roll, let the good times roll
Cowgirl king of the rodeo, let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
How dare you come to me like with nail for a favor
Hold on not my fairy tale you're trying to start
Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend
And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park
Good time to roll on
