Cavalier

She was a livewire, she was stuck in the past I was holding the middle, you was waking up fast It was four in the morning, she was holding on tight To a David Bowie look a like circa '85 Now he's turning up his amplifier, staring at his toes Even when he's looking at you he's still looking down his nose Sounds like surf music maybe more than just a little But to me it's just another form of California dribble The top and bottom look straight to me but shaky in the middle Well there's something to be learned here Though it may seem a little insincere Like a cruel clown grinning ear to ear You're a country singer I'm a cavalier Well I wanna know the whole story over Where you came from, where you going However long it takes to know you With your heavy metal heartbeat Salty but you seem sweet Tippy toes on both feet Rockin to the teen beat Well, ice cream, soda pop, bourbon on top Some people call it rock and roll and some people call it pop Some call it country music every time you use a fiddle How am I supposed to know if that's a fact or just a riddle? Too tight around the edges, leave a little room to wiggle Well there's something to be learned here Though it may seem a little insincere Like a cruel clown grinning ear to ear You're a country singer, I'm a cavalier Well there's something to be learned here Though it may seem a little insincere Like a cruel clown grinning ear to ear You're a psycho killer, I'm a cavalier