Even Rude - Queen And The Cowboy ( Live )



So tell me what it is, what is was and what is shall be' What`s around the corner' What`s with you and me' Can you see in the crystal ball if we changing, breaking the mold of tripped-out relationship' What goes up is always gonna come down. Is there fact in that fiction' Do I feel friction' Shhh! Don`t answer, not even a question. I don`t think I could take the rejection. Not today , I`m in a tux with tight fit. Lights are flashin` tapes are rollin`. I wonder if I`ve been spotted here alone and I wonder if I could get a refund on this bow.

I turn my scenery into words, pour my 40`s on the curb, light my candle sticks at night... ...get `em cowboy.

She`s the queen of the ball.

I wonder what it`s like on the other side' I could be the man with the beautiful bride. It`s hard to admit you need attention. But you`re ready and willing to take some one`s affection. I became a spectacle to get mine. You do what`cha gotta do, respectable or not. It takes one to know one I`ve learned. I did it to myself and now I got burned. Guilt by association is my crime. It seems like everyone is having a good time. How could everyone be having a good time'

I turn my scenery into words, pour my 40`s on the curb, light my candle sticks at night... ...get `em cowboy.

She`s the queen of the ball, the best of them all. I got her phone number off the bathroom wall. It said, "for a good time, call her best friend!", `cause she won`t give you nothin` even if your her man.

Why you trippin` on me' I didn`t do nothing wrong, not that you can see. Through my blinds, I watch you drive by, to see who`s in the car, to see who`s gettin` a ride. I know there is an end to this thing I`m in. You told me go to hell and that`s where I`ve been. I could move away and start my life again, but this is a game that I plan to win...

...get `em cowboy.

C-out

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