Sometimes I think what turned her on,. Was my old broke down boots.. She wanted her a real cowboy,. It was a phase she was goin' through.. Not one week after she moved in,.
Captured by a renaissance dream. Tongue tied and twisted in the deep. Haunted by a renegade parading in my sleep. Stalked like a criminal in the open keep.
I heard he's out with someone new. Wish her luck 'cause she'll need it for she's through. That man's nothin' but a crash course in the blues. But some girls gotta learn the hard way.
My baby left me her skeleton key. She said come and take whatever I need. Up under the stairs by her back door. I don't have to wait no more. . My baby left me her skeleton key.