Theory Of A Deadman - What's Your Name | Текст песни

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• Theory Of A Deadman
• What's Your Name

Well, it's eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my limo driver, Mister, take us to the show
I've done made some plans for later on tonight
I'll find a little queenie and I know I can treat her right

What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same

Back at the hotel, Lord, we got such a mess
It seems, one of the crew had a go with one of the guests, ah yes
Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar, what a shame
Won't you come upstairs, girl, and have a drink of champagne

What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same
What's your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same

Nine o'clock the next day and I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride and do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home, it sure was grand
When I come back here next year I wanna see you again

What was your name, little girl, what's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, for there ain't no shame
What was your name, little girl, what's your' name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl, won't you do the same