Lyrics for the Day

This is another one of those songs that brings back the memories and also one for the theme playlist of songs that mention other artists in the lyrics.

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I’m just a lonesome LA cowboy
Hangin’ out
Hanging’ on
To your window ledge
Callin’ your name
From midnight until dawn
I been smokin’ dope
Snortin’ coke
Trying to write a song
Forgettin’ everything I know
‘Til the next line comes along
Forgettin’ everything I know
‘Til the next line
Comes along
 
There’s so many pretty people in the city
I swear some of them are girls
I meet ’em down at Barney’s Beanery
With their platform heels and spit curls
I buy ’em drinks
We smoke our hopes
Try to make it one more night
But when I’m left all alone at last
I feel like I’ll die from fright
 
Well, I know Chris and Rita
And Marty Mull
Are meeting at the Troubadour
We’ll git it on with the Joy of Cooking
While the crowd cries out for more
‘Round six o’clock this morning
I’ll be getting’ kind of slow
When all the shows are over, honey
Tell me
Where do you think I go?
 
I’m just a lonesome LA cowboy
Hangin’ out
Hanging’ on
To your window ledge
Callin’ your name
From midnight until dawn
I been smokin’ dope
Snortin’ coke
Trying to write a song
Forgettin’ everything I know
‘Til the next line comes along
Forgettin’ everything I know
‘Til the next line
Comes along
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