When I saw that neon sign,
knew just where to go
Her shoulders soft so I pulled
off, her headlights aglow
A bartender said to me, boy
I want you to meet my sister
She's high-strung and a little
young, but she's a real Texas twister
A real Texas twister
I said "How young is too young?
How fast is too fast?
Well how high is too high?
How high is too high?"
She said "How long is this
ride?" Well how long can you last?
You're gonna find out mister,
when you meet that Texas twister
Well in the light she looked
all right when we stepped outside
I knew that it was meant to
be when she begged me for a ride
That bartender said to me,
boy take your money back
Before you're done you're
gonna need it son --
You might have a heart attack
I seen the sights now, Paris,
Rome, and I ain't sentimental
I still remember how she said
"Is this a Continental?"
No babe it's just for flash
and I paid cash, she hugged me up real tight
Lay back honey I'll drive
you home 'round the world tonight
She knew where every roadhouse
lies, clear down to the border
Long neck Lone Stars just
her size, clearly made to order
Knew how to paint a cowboy
town, long before I missed her
She picked me up; she put
me down, she's a real Texas twister
I said "How young is too young?
How fast is too fast?
Well how high is too high?
How high is too high?"
She said "How long is this
ride?" Well how long can you last?
You're gonna find out mister,
when you meet that Texas twister
Marco Giunco |
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