Buenos noches Senorita, I'm mighty pleased to meet ya
Maybe you
You know just the other morning
I was hanging around in
I was born to travel down blue highways
I never seem
Single six months yesterday
Thought I oughta celebrate
So I went down
Well, high school got me educated
Still went and graduated
I didn't
You're throwin' around a lot of serious accusations
Ain't too hard
Smoky old bars, bright neon lights
Good ole boys and girls
No rush though I need your touch
I won't rush your
Talkin' to the mirror, whispering your name
It's just like you
I was lost in trouble and strife, I heard a
I can't have this conversation
Without lots of reservations on the