Lonesome L.A. Cowboy - New Riders Of The Purple Sage

CHORUS:\nI’M JUST A LONESOME L.A. COWBOY,\nHANGIN' OUT, HANGIN' ON TO YOUR WINDOW LEDGE, CALLIN' YOUR NAME\nFROM MIDNIGHT UNTIL DAWN\nI BEEN SMOKIN' DOPE, SNORTIN' COKE,\nTRYIN' TO WRITE A SONG\nFORGETTIN' EVERYTHING I KNOW\n‘TIL THE NEXT LINE COMES ALONG\nFORGETTIN' EVERYTHING I KNOW\n‘TIL THE NEXT LINE COMES ALONG\nTHERE’S SO MANY PRETTY PEOPLE IN THE CITY,\nI SWEAR SOME OF THEM ARE GIRLS\nI MEET’EM DOWN AT BARNEY’S BEANERY\nWITH THEIR PLATFORM HEELS AND SPIT CURLS\nI BUY’EM DRINKS, WE SMOKE OUR HOPES\nTRY TO MAKE IT ONE MORE NIGHT\nBUT WHEN I’M LEFT ALL ALONE AT LAST\nI FEEL LIKE I’LL DIE FROM FRIGHT\nREPEAT CHORUS:\nWELL, I KNOW CHRIS AND RITA, AND MARTY MULL\nARE MEETING AT THE TROUBADOUR\nWE’LL GET IT ON WITH THE JOY OF COOKING\nWHILE THE CROWD CRYS OUT FOR MORE\n‘ROUND SIX O’CLOCK THIS MORNING\nI’LL BE GETTIN' KIND OF SLOW\nWHEN ALL THE SHOWS ARE OVER, HONEY,\nTELL ME, WHERE DO YOU THINK I GO?\nREPEAT CHORUS