Well you can dance on tv with your diamonds on   Sing in tune for a world that is going for a song   Get the steps all right but the words go wrong      And you can wake up in the morning with sweaty hands   Turn the radio on to the right waveband   Think about today and the one that you planned      Under the desperate gaze of the whole wide world   You turned into a spaced cowgirl   Spaced cowgirl   Lock up the medicine chest   This wild wild woman is way out west   Spaced cowgirl   Lock up the reins and the spurs   None of you cowboys are true to her      Well, you can be a good lover, hammer nails into hearts   And you can be a big loser when the real horror starts   You can blow hot and cold on the sacred graph      You had a good evening but you don't know where   All you recall is a fall guy with an up for sale stare   Fell down by the bed and not to say your prayers      Under the watchful eye....      Sometimes I listen to you, it's the whiskey talking   Sometimes I watch you move and it's the whiskey walking   Sometimes I sit and think of the things that might have been      Well, your eyes never open, when you sleep they don't close   And it rained so hard and your a delicate rose   Then it got so cold that your feelings froze      No, I still don't believe in all your second sight   The automatic pilot flies your eyes tonight   Smile at the bird, we'll get you home alright   (alright)      Under the watchful eye...      Spaced cowgirl   Lock up the medicine chest   There's no frontier left way out west   Spaced cowgirl   Wasn't she the first to say   I can't remember my lines today....