Well you can dance on tv with your diamonds on Sing in tune for a world that is going for a song Get the steps all right but the words go wrong
And you can wake up in the morning with sweaty hands Turn the radio on to the right waveband Think about today and the one that you planned
Under the desperate gaze of the whole wide world You turned into a spaced cowgirl Spaced Cowgirl Lock up the medicine chest This wild wild woman is way out west Spaced Cowgirl Lock up the reins and the spurs None of you cowboys are true to her
Well, you can be a good lover, hammer nails into hearts And you can be a big loser when the real horror starts You can blow hot and cold on the sacred graph
You had a good evening but you don't know where All you recall is a fall guy with an up for sale stare Fell down by the bed and not to say your prayers
Under the watchful eye....
Sometimes I listen to you, it's the whiskey talking Sometimes I watch you move and it's the whiskey walking Sometimes I sit and think of the things that might have been
Well, your eyes never open, when you sleep they don't close And it rained so hard and your a delicate rose Then it got so cold that your feelings froze
No, I still don't believe in all your second sight The automatic pilot flies your eyes tonight Smile at the bird, we'll get you home alright (alright)
Under the watchful eye...
Spaced Cowgirl Lock up the medicine chest There's no frontier left way out west Spaced Cowgirl Wasn't she the first to say I can't remember my lines today....