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El Cowboy Rojo Lyrics
I left my house at a quarter to four
Saw my boy Sean at the record store
I said "Damn man,it's been way too long"
He said, "Hey brother, how it's nice to see ya,
Hows your girl, Anna Lucia?
Four years with one chick's way too long"
"I know this blonde her name's Christina
She's just your type I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"
Haha
Damn, I couldn't believe it
I ran my mouth dry and I tried to feed it
The thought could give me an ulcer
But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her
Fuck, I mean I love Anna Lucia
But the touch of another just seems so "whoa whoa"
Maybe I'm better without her
What's the use of a name, without a number?
Yeah
Sean laughed and said "good luck"
Then he jumped into his truck
He yelled, "Your secrets safe man, I don't give a fuck"
"Okay, gimme her number
Thought about it, Yeah I'd love to meet her
I've got the place if she's got the time"
I knew Anna's going out on Sunday
Staying with her mom till late on Monday
I know she won't expect a thing
I met Christina at her work about it
We hit it off and we were both excited
I invited her on Sunday for a drink
Sunday came quick and so did Christina
She shook me harder than Anna Lucia
She yelled, and screamed my name
I couldn't believe, the sin was concieved, the culprit was me
Christina was sweet, but trite and naive, she wasn't for me
No doctors agree, no clean history, no small crooked teeth
My precious baby Anna, if I could only tell ya, tell ya, it was never worth it
After the sex, I cleaned up my mess, then we got dressed
Christina said "please, don't write or call me", I grinned and agreed
Anna arrived on Monday night, with tears in her eyes, she said "I ain't your fucking baby, tell me I am crazy I know what just happened, I hope you're fucking happy"
Get your hands off of my hands, lover
I can smell the blood of another
Get your hands off of my hands
Lover
I didn't need to hear this or that
I got a woman's intuition as a matter of fact
I can still smell the salt and the sex in your breath
Better hit the road Jack before I cut you up dead
So help me god if I catch you alive
You burned me so bad that I can't even cry
Pack up everything that you plan to keep
Cause I'm headed for the bar and I'm having some drink
Get your hands off of my hands, lover
Saw my boy Sean at the record store
I said "Damn man,it's been way too long"
Hows your girl, Anna Lucia?
Four years with one chick's way too long"
She's just your type I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"
I ran my mouth dry and I tried to feed it
The thought could give me an ulcer
But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her
But the touch of another just seems so "whoa whoa"
Maybe I'm better without her
What's the use of a name, without a number?
Then he jumped into his truck
He yelled, "Your secrets safe man, I don't give a fuck"
Thought about it, Yeah I'd love to meet her
I've got the place if she's got the time"
Staying with her mom till late on Monday
I know she won't expect a thing
We hit it off and we were both excited
I invited her on Sunday for a drink
She shook me harder than Anna Lucia
She yelled, and screamed my name
Christina was sweet, but trite and naive, she wasn't for me
No doctors agree, no clean history, no small crooked teeth
My precious baby Anna, if I could only tell ya, tell ya, it was never worth it
After the sex, I cleaned up my mess, then we got dressed
Christina said "please, don't write or call me", I grinned and agreed
Anna arrived on Monday night, with tears in her eyes, she said "I ain't your fucking baby, tell me I am crazy I know what just happened, I hope you're fucking happy"
I can smell the blood of another
Get your hands off of my hands
Lover
I got a woman's intuition as a matter of fact
I can still smell the salt and the sex in your breath
Better hit the road Jack before I cut you up dead
You burned me so bad that I can't even cry
Pack up everything that you plan to keep
Cause I'm headed for the bar and I'm having some drink
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I left my house at a quarter to four Saw my boy Sean at the record store I said "Damn man,it's been way too long"
He said, "Hey brother, how it's nice to see ya, Hows your girl, Anna Lucia? Four years with one chick's way too long"
"I know this blonde her name's Christina She's just your type I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"
Haha
Damn, I couldn't believe it I thought my mouth dropped and I tried to (feed?) it The (?) gave me an ulcer But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her
Fuck, I mean I love Anna Lucia But the touch of another just seems so "whoa whoa" Maybe I'm better without her What's the use of a name, without a number?
Yeah
Sean left and said "good luck" Then he jumped into his truck He yelled, "Your secrets safe man, I don't give a fuck"
"Okay, gimme her number Thought about it, I'd love to meet her I've got the place if she's got the time"
I knew Anna's going out on Sunday staying with her mom til late on monday I know she won't expect a thing
I met Christina at her work about it We hit it off and we were both excited I invited her on Sunday for a drink
Sunday came quick and so did Christina She shook me harder than Anna Lucia She yelled, and screamed my name
i couldn't believe the sin was concieved, the culprit was me christina was sweet but trite? and naive she wasn't for me no doctors agree between misery(mystery?) and small crooked teeth (?) my precious baby anna if only i could tell ya, tell ya i was sorry it was never worth it after the sex we cleaned up our mess then we undressed christina said please, (?) i couldn't agree anna arrived on monday night with tears in her eyes said i ain't your fucking baby tell me i am crazy i am just what i am(?) hope you're fucking happy
Get your hands off of my hands, lover I can smell the blood of another Get your hands off of my hands Lover
I didn't need to hear this or that I got a woman's intuition as a matter of fact I can still smell the salt and the sex in your red Better hit the road Jack before I cut you up dead
So help me god if I catch you alive You'll be (?) so bad that I can't even cry Pack up everything and leave the key Cause I'm headed for the bar and I'm having some drink
Get your hands off of my hands, lover
*(corrections)- Damn, I couldn't believe it I run my mouth dry, then I try to feed it The thought could give me an ulcer But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her
*(corrections)- Damn, I couldn't believe it I run my mouth dry, then I try to feed it The thought could give me an ulcer But the truth of the matter is I'd love to meet her
*(corrections)-I couldn't believe the sin was conceived, the culprit was me Christina was sweet but trite naive, she wasn't for me No doctors degree, no clean history, no small crooked teeth My precious baby Anna, if only I could tell ya, I was sorry it was never worth it After the sex we cleaned up our mess then we got dressed Christina said, "Please, don't write or call...
*(corrections)-I couldn't believe the sin was conceived, the culprit was me Christina was sweet but trite naive, she wasn't for me No doctors degree, no clean history, no small crooked teeth My precious baby Anna, if only I could tell ya, I was sorry it was never worth it After the sex we cleaned up our mess then we got dressed Christina said, "Please, don't write or call me." I grinned and agreed. Anna arrived on Monday night with tears in her eyes She said, "I ain't your fucking baby, tell me I am crazy, I know just what happened. Hope you're fucking happy."
(corrections)- I can still smell the salt and the sex in your breath*
*(corrections)- So help me God if I catch you alive. You burned me so bad that I can't even cry. Pack up everything that you plan to keep I'm heading for the bar and I'm having some drinks...
those lyrics are straight from the booklet. :) Good song.