The Ballad of Trixie Silver

She rides a rocking horse
Well, and she rocks of course, yeah
She's a killer on the scene
Well, she gets paid in cash
For selling boutique trash, yeah
She's a killer on the scene

She says, "Hey
You look a lot like a cowboy, boy"
She says, "Hey
You sound a lot like a cowboy"
She says, "Hey
There'll never be a time like now, boy
To take me for a ride"

Now in her best disguise
She looked into his eyes and
She breathed her fond adieu
But Tex was no one's fool
'Cause due to western rule now
Her ride meant "I love you"

Aw, go get it, Tex

Now life is give and take
But Trixie's big mistake was
Taking Tex for someone's fool
So now she scrubs his room
In rouge and stale perfume now
'Cause you see, that's western rule

She sings, "Hey
You look a lot like a cowboy, oh, boy"
She says, "Hey
You sound a lot like a cowboy"
She says, "Hey
There'll never be a time like now, boy
To take me for a ride"

Okay
Oh, come on
(Yeah)
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Oh, she was lady livin' so in style
But she lost it all
With her come-on smile, yeah