i love to see them straw dogs round my door come sneaking round my skirt tail looking for more if you ain t running from the past you ain t making my heart beat fast you ain t chugging your paycheck you ain t hugging on my neck well i ve been looking for trouble from the git them cowboys back where i come from won t quit cutting up tires on an oyster shell siren screaming and he s running like hell momma s on the front porch staring him down ladies at the beauty shop coming unwound if the law don t want you neither do i i ain t got no time to waste my shine on a puppet with a clip on tie if the law don t want you neither do i i hired that boy to cut my grass nailed down a shingle but it couldn t get past staring at the bottom of his low slung pants says he s gonna take me to the big buck dance if the law don t want you neither do i i used to run wild down in mexico hair jacked up and necklines plunging low some snake hip shirt rip giving me lip rifling my purse and stealing my tips there s something bout a man can affect that lean keeping his hat all yanked down mean if the law don t want you neither do i play born to lose and you light my fuse i m a sucker for a bald faced lie
['alternative country', 'country rock', 'folk', 'lilith', 'mellow gold', 'outlaw country', 'roots rock', 'singer-songwriter', 'texas country']