=============== CIMARRON ROSE
(song - western swing)
Now, down in Amarillo, in the year of '81
I rode in from the badlands; I was lookin' for some fun
I wanted to get pleasured from my head down to my toes
So I call-alled... on Cimarron Rose
Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
Everyone kno-ows, she blows and she blows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That hard-lovin' Texican grrl
She looked me up, she looked me down
She said, "Ain't you a gent!
Yer lookin' like a feller who is just a little bent"
I shyly admitted that fact (THUMP!)
She blew her nose and said
"Yer secret's safe with Cimarron Rose"
Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
Everyone kno-ows, she blows like a Sirocco
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That whip-crackin' Texican grrl
She licked me up, she licked me down
She licked me all around; she said
"Git yer butt right over here and put it on the ground!"
I never will forget that night, she left me in a whirl
That cross-patchin' Texican grrl
Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
The fastest tongue in Texas, as far as anyone knows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That pump-suckin' Texican grrl
She blew me up, she blew me down
She blew me 'cross the plains
She blew me in the sunshine and she blew me in the rain
Then she pulled out a little whip
Said, "Boy, now git in line!"
That pearl-handled Texican grrl
Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
The fastest tongue in Texas, as far as anyone knows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That hot-headed Texican grrl
[slower]
Some... like... to stay in town;
some... like... to run around
Some... like.. sheer elegance;
some... like... a wild wild dance
[instrumental run]
Some... like... a sheep or goat;
some... like... a deep deep throat
I... think... I've found it all -
that stump-thumpin' Texican grrl
[resume]
One hot and dusty day, back in old Santa Fe
I'd saved up all my pay, for one big juicy lay-ay-ay
They told me she was gone, I nearly hurled my pearls, I said
"I gotta find that Texican grrl!"
Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
Everyone kno-ows, she blows and she blows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That slurp-happy Texican grrl
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@Trix:
Just a place to store the dirt before dishing it out. Not nightsoil... well, maybe a little. Better than the food bank the Bobs sang about: "Food to rent / food to borrow / I'll return it by tomorrow".more...
LOL, Is that a bank
for night shade? or for spanking?
@Trix:
I cry all the way to the soil bank.
I'll sing you a new song
Please don't cry any more
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