Slow Night, So Long Lyrics

Slow night so long, she's frenching out the flavour

she's 17 but i done went and plum forgot it



No tears are gone they're pooling on the table

no tears are gone they're leaving their mark behind



So far so good she's absolutely wasted

she's handing up and changing her story around



I just don't know where leading ladies come from

I just don't know where they can be found



She's opened up just like she really knows me

I hate her face, but enjoy the company



I'll take you home, or back to Oklahoma

You're not so nice, but the sex sells so cheap



rise and shine all you gold-diggin' mothers

are you too good to tango with the poor, poor boys