[Verse 1] She pulls up to the bar in an El Camino That kinda girl sure knows how to raise a fuss And I've been working hard and I know she knows How a man like me could make you wanna spit and cuss
[Chorus 1] But she gives me real good lovin' She gets all that I got And she tried to help me cover every trace Of the hurt I cause Goin' my own way
[Verse 2] She'll find me on a phone to San Francisco You know I [bit down dust?] traveling a long black road And lyin' in her arms, I found sweet freedom I [?] in her touch turning blacker hearts to gold
[Chorus 2] But it ain't the way she moves That leaves me out in the cold And she tried to help me cover every trace Of the hurt I cause Goin' my own way
[Outro] She's got the way that helps to see me through She's got the way that helps me let it go She fakes it when she don't know what to do She loves machines and bars and old tattoosTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.