She was a livewire she was stuck in the past

I was holding the middle you was waking up fast

It was four in the morning she was holding on tight

To a 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 sir's music maybe more than just a little

But to me it's just another form of California dribble

The top and bottom look straight to me but shaky in the middle

Well there's something to be learned here

Though it may seem a little insincere

Like a cruel clown grinning ear to ear

You're a country singer I'm a cavalier

Well I wanna know the whole story over

Where you came from where you going

However long it takes to know you

With your heavy metal heartbeat

Salty but you seem sweet

Tippy toes on both feet

Rockin to the teen beat

Well ice cream soda pop bourbon on top

Some people call it rock and roll and some people call it pop

Some call it country music every time you use a fiddle

How am I supposed to know if that's a fact or just a riddle

Too 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 grinning ear to ear

You're a country singer I'm a cavalier

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Oh oo oh oo oh

Well there's something to be learned here

Though it may seem a little insincere

Like a cruel clown grinning ear to ear

You're a psycho killer I'm a cavalier