My Life in Art Songtext

von Mojave 3

Wendy gets high for the 2nd show
I watch her dance and I watch her flow
For a dollar
She dreams of Vegas and the desert trips
Where she can dance and she can make
A lot of money

She left her home in a pick-up truck
Left her husband when he beat her up
And now she works all night
But the Kansas wind won't freeze
Her heart
No the rain just rolls right off her back
She's gonna be alright

Just tell me about the boulevards
Tell me about your life in art
Yeah tell me about the boulevards
Cos Europe always seemed so far

You look so young and your talk so old
Lighten up babe I might just take you
Home if you're lucky

You read some books and they
Broke your heart
But you don't know
One thing about life
Your just a pretty boy
And those bums on the corner will take your time
Sell you their stories for a nickel
And a dime
You could learn something
And she stares so hard a those neon lights
I swear to god she's gonna bust them up
She's gonna bust them up

Just tell me about the boulevards
Tell me about your life in art
Yeah tell me about the boulevards
Cos Europe always seemed so far

She laughs as she lights
A cigarette
Throws her arms around my neck
She says I'll kill you just for trying
Cos you don't even have the money
Just buy me a drink and we'll call
It quits
Tell me all about your pretty boy face

(by Carolina)