"Westby" as written by and Kathleen Margaret Edwards....
Got your little secret no I will not tell
You're trying to sober up in the highway motel
And my hands are covered with your smell
You begged me to stay and sing you a song
I dance dirty for you 'cause it turns you on
And I'm a little bleeder with white pants on

And if you weren't so old I'd probably keep you
If you weren't so old I'd tell my friends
But I don't think your wife would like my friends

I've got a hit for everyday of the week
I gave you something of mine that was so sweet
That I've been holding on to since I was sixteen
You call me Danny and I call you Mable
You passed out so I flicked through cable
And I stole your gold watch off the bed-side table

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"Westby" as written by Kathleen Margaret Edwards

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    General CommentThe line in the third verse should read "You call me Daddy and I call you Mabel"

    Other than that I don't have a comment about the song. I don't really like it.
    stoolhardyon December 08, 2005   Link
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    General CommentActually nevermind I was wrong. I listened to it again and read other lyrics online and the posted lyrics are correct. The line doesn't make much sense either way; but it's an interesting little short story.
    stoolhardyon December 08, 2005   Link
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    General Commentthis song is amazing..
    HighOnSunday51on November 29, 2008   Link

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