Cavalier

She was a live wire
 She was stuck in the past
 I was holdin' the middle
 You was waking up fast
 It was 4 in the morning
 She's holding on tight
 To her David Bowie look-a-like,
 Circa '85
 Now he's turning up his amplifier
 Staring at his toes
 Even when he's looking at you
 He's still looking down his nose
 Sounds like surf music maybe more than just a little
 To me, it's just another form of California dribble
 Hold the top and bottom straight
 And keep it shaky in the middle
 Well there's something to be learned here,
 Though it may seem a little insincere
 Like a cruel clown grinnin' ear to ear
 You're a country singer
 I'm a cavalier
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 Well, I wanna know the whole story over
 Where you came from, where you're going
 However long it takes to know you
 With your heavy metal heart beat
 Salty but she seems sweet
 Tippy toes of both feet, rocking to the teen beat
 Well, ice cream, soda pop, bourbon on top
 Some people call it rock and roll
 Some people call it pop
 Sounds like country music every time you use a fiddle
 How am I supposed to know if that's a fact or just a riddle
 Keep it tight around the edges
 Leave a little room to wiggle
 Well there's something to be learned here
 Though it may seem a little insincere
 Like a cruel clown grinnin' ear to ear
 You're a country singer
 I'm a cavalier
 Oh, oh whoa oh
 Oh, oh whoa oh
 Oh, oh whoa oh
 Oh, oh, oh whoa
 Oh, oh whoa oh
 Oh, oh whoa, oh
 Oh, oh, oh
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 Well, there's something to be learned here
 Though it may seem a little insincere
 Like a cruel clown grinnin' ear to ear
 You're a psycho killer
 I'm a cavalier