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Lletres: David Lee Roth. Your Filthy Little Mouth. Cheatin' Heart Cafe.

David, maybe you can help me without
Goin' back and listening to the lyrics
Sure, what's up, Travis?
You know what, do we wanna do everything in unison
Or you wanna swap back and forth?

How 'bout if I take the first two lines
And then you take the next two
And we just rock on from there?

She came from Dallas, that kid was aces
She dressed like Texas, wide open spaces
He drove a pickup and wore no underwear
She sang the words wrong but he don't care

They both were trouble, they took a chance
Now every snowflake pleads not guilty after the avalanche
Get it straight or, honey, give it up
You got to get right back to where we started from

Are we gonna be late at the gate of dreams?
Destiny's a complicated thing

I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I oughta stay, yeah
I wanna chase you 'cross the dance floor
At that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe

She was atomic without a doubt
That cowgirl shirt she wore contained a lot of fallout
He was a cowboy, was what she wanted
The closest to a cow, she'd been was eating at McDonald's

Just liked barbed wire, her attitude
Protected the turf without obstructing the view
So get it straight or, honey, give it up
You gotta get right back to where we started from

She took her clothes off but kept the boots
He wanted wonder woman
To tie him up and make him tell the truth
Alright, nothin' but the truth

See, I was leavin' but I'm thinkin' that I oughta stay
And I see that, honey, I have lost my way
We got a permanent place at that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe
You know we do, well, alright

Don't you wanna go?

I wanna chase you 'cross the dance floor
At that old Cheatin' Heart Cafe

Chase each other 'round the room, some girl
Comin' to get ya

Gonna get it back
Gotta get right back
Get it back
Gotta get right back

Get it back
Gotta get right back
Get it back
Gotta get right back

Get it back
Gotta get right back
Get it back