Rodeo Clown

Well I cant lie, I couldnt wait
But its half-past eight and youre late again
Well, I got those high heels on, and lace
And I spent two or three hours beatin my face

So why? Could you explain?
I cant lie, Im fed up
I dont like being stood up
And hey, hey
What are you ashamed of?

So what are you so afraid of?
Cause youre missing out
On good, good lovin
Youre missing out, youre missing out
Youre missing out, youre missing out on

So what are you so afraid of?
Youre missing out
On good, good loving
Youre missing out, youre missing out
Youre missing out

You ride those rank bulls and get first place
Eight seconds is all it takes
You got those silver spurs on
And chaps round your waist
Calloused hands, and dirt on your face

So why ? Could you explain?
Cause I cant lie Im fed up
Why you always standin me up?
And hey, hey
I still wear the t-shirt that you gave me

So what are you so ashamed of?
Rodeo could kill ya
I just wanna kiss ya
But you wont let me near ya
But Im here all the same
Youre missing out on good, good lovin

So what are you so afraid of?
Tell me, what are you so afraid of?
Cause youre missing out on
Some good, good lovin
Youre missing out, youre missing out
Good, good lovin

At the rodeo, I
Put my face on and smile
And you ride good
Crowd go wild, claps for you
I clap too, Im your biggest fan
Clap for you
Im your biggest fan

At the rodeo, I
Put my face on and smile
And I get scared watchin you
And the crowd gets wild, run to you
I run to you, I run to you, I run to you
I love you, I love you, I