Dead Sexy

The Poetrycooker brings you an installment of . . .

THE HAUNTED GRAMOPHONE
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Cowboy Cassanova

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You better take it from me

That boy is like a disease

You run and you try and you're tryin' to hide

And you're wondering why you can't get free
He's like a curse, he's like a drug

You'll get addicted to his love

You wanna get out, but he's holdin' you down

'Cause you can't live without one more touch



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He's a, a good time, cowboy Casanova

Leaning up against the record machine

He looks like a cool drink of water

But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise,

a snake with blue eyes

And he only comes out at night

Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight

You better run for your life

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I see that look on your faceYou ain't hearing what I say

 

 

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So I'll say it again, 'cause I been where you been

And I know how it ends, you can't get away

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Don't even look in his eyes

He'll tell you nothing but lies

And you wanna believe but you won't be deceived

If you listen to me and take my advice

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He's a, a good time, cowboy Casanova

Leaning up against the record machine

He looks like a cool drink of water

But he's candy-coated misery
He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes

And he only comes out at night

Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight

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You better run for your life
Run run away, don't let him mess with your mind

He'll tell you anything you wanna hear

He'll break your heart, it's just a matter of time

 

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But just remember
He's a, a good time, cowboy Casanova

Leaning up against the record machine

He looks like a cool drink of water

But he's candy-coated misery

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He's the devil in disguise, a snake with blue eyes

And he only comes out at night

Gives you feelings that you don't want to fight

 

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You better run for your life
Oh, you better run for your life

Oh, you better run for your life

- from Artist Carrie Underwood






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