Rosemary' Sons - Cheyenne

Two shots of tequila and I finaly make my way
through this dancing croud
I reach the phone booth in the back of this bar
to find there ain't another quarter inside
I know I promised
to call you around midnight,
instead I'm sharing a sigarette
with this girl named Cheyenne
She told me all about Joe
and how she could really understand him being cruel
to her from time to time

Life has a strange way
of healing
Crossing the damned with the bleeding
It's just another sad story
in a long line of stories, I forget

I told Cheyenne I really needed to go,
but she begged me to stay for just a while
So I sat down and listened
to her sad, sad stories
and passed another tequila with lime
She told me I would really like Joe
'cause he likes sports and he likes cars just like mine
And I wonder how it would make her feel
if she knew I was thinking about sex at that time Life has a strange way
of healing
Crossing the damned with the bleeding
She won't hear me laughing
It's just another sad story
in a long line of stories, I forget
It's just another sad story
in a long line of stories, I forget

And if she looked at me
and asked if I was her friend
I would just smile and raise my glass
I hope that it would be enough
to give her the feeling that I am

Life has a strange way
of healing
Crossing the damned with the bleeding
She won't hear me laughing

Am I too restless or am I too hardcore
I don't know if I want love
or just a little more
It's the feeling that I adore
The feeling I adore