All the boys are gathered round
For the rodeo she’s begun
She’s the foul fiend in disguise
Dancing ‘round the luscious eyes
All the girls have spread the word
She’s the one they’ll love to hate
The priest has run the word through town
But it’s too late to stop her now
She drinks all my whiskey and she says
Let’s go back to your room
You drink all my whiskey and you say
Let’s go back to your home, home
Cherry lipstick hit and run
Gypsy eyes bright in the night
Party up down in the street
As a stray cat she’ll deceit
All the hipsters gonna hate
The rock’n’rolling scrubby filth
Running ‘round her in a hound
With her high heel pose and a black cigar
