Cowboy Casanova
You better take it from me
That boy is like a disease
You run and you try
And you're trying to hide
And you're wondering why
You can't get free
He's like a curse, he's like a drug
You get addicted to his love
You wanna get out
But he's holding ya down
'Cause you can't live without
One more touch...
He's a, a good-time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise,
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings
That you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life
(Oh, oh...)
I see that look on your face
You ain't hearing what I say
So I say it again
'Cause I been where ya been
And I know how it ends
You can't get away, aay...
Don't even look in his eyes,
He'll tell you nothing but lies
And you wanna believe
But you want me to see
That if you listen to me
And take my advice
He's a, a good-time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise,
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings
That you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life...
Run, run away
Don't let him mess with your mind
He'll tell you anything you wanna hear
He'll break your heart
It's just a matter of time
But just remember
He's a, a good-time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
He looks like a cool drink of water
But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise,
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings
That you don't wanna fight
You better run for your life...
Oh, you better run for your life,
Oh, you better run for your life...
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