Lonesome L.A. Cowboy

Rowan
 chorus:
 I'm just a lonesome l.a. cowboy,
 Hangin' out, hangin' on
 To your window ledge, callin' your name
 From midnight until dawn
 I been smokin' dope, snortin' coke,
 Tryin' 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
 repeat chorus:
 Well, I know chris and rita, and marty mull
 Are meeting at the troubadour
 We'll get it on with the joy of cooking
 While the crowd crys out for more
 'Round six o'clock this morning
 I'll be gettin' kind of slow
 When all the shows are over, honey,
 Tell me, where do you think I go?
 repeat chorus