she pulls up to the bar in an el camino that kinda girl sure knows how to raise a fuss and i ve been working hard and i know she knows how a man like me could make you wanna spit and cuss but she gives me real good lovin she gets all that i got and she tried to help me cover every trace of the hurt i cause goin my own way she ll find me on a phone to san francisco you know i traveling a long black road and lyin in her arms i found sweet freedom i in her touch turning blacker hearts to gold but it ain t the way she moves that leaves me out in the cold and she tried to help me cover every trace of the hurt i cause goin my own way she s got the way that helps to see me through she s got the way that helps me let it go she fakes it when she don t know what to do she loves machines and bars and old tattoos