Magnetic Fields - Papa Was a Rodeo Lyrics

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Papa Was a Rodeo

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What Are The Lyrics For Papa Was a Rodeo By Magnetic Fields?
I like your twisted point of view, Mike
I like your questioning eyebrows You've made it pretty clear what you like It's only fair to tell you now that I leave early in the morning and I won't be back till next year I see that kiss-me pucker forming but maybe you should plug it with a beer, cause Papa was a rodeo, Mama was a rock'n'roll band I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand Home was anywhere with diesel gas, Love was a trucker's hand Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand Before you kiss me you should know Papa was a rodeo The light reflecting off the mirror ball looks like a thousand swirling eyes They make me think I shouldn't be here at all You know, every minute someone dies What are we doing in this dive bar How can you live in a place like this Why don't you just get into my car and I'll take you away I'll take that kiss now, but (Boy) Papa was a rodeo And now it's 55 years later We've had the romance of the century After all these years wrestling gators I still feel like crying when I think of what you said to me Papa was a rodeo Before you kiss me you should know, Papa was a rodeo What a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too |
Who Wrote Papa Was a Rodeo By Magnetic Fields?
Stephin Merritt
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What's The Duration Of The Papa Was a Rodeo By Magnetic Fields?The duration of Papa Was a Rodeo is 5:01 minutes and seconds. |
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