Rodeo Clown

Well, I can't lie
I couldn't wait
But it's half-past eight
And you're late again
Well, I got those high heels on
And lace
And I spent two or three hours beatin' my face
So why?
Could you explain?
Well, I can't lie
I'm fed up
I don't like being stood up
And hey
Hey
What are you ashamed of?
So, what are you so afraid of?
'Cause you're missin' out
On good
Good lovin'
You're missin' out
You're missin' out
You're missin' out
You're missin' out on
So, what are you so afraid of?
You're missin' out
On good
Good lovin'
You're missin' out
You're missin' out
You're missing out
You ride those rank bulls
And get first place
Eight seconds is all it takes
You got those silver spurs on
And chaps 'round your waist
Calloused hands
And dirt on your face
So why?
Could you еxplain?
'Cause I can't lie
I'm fed up
Why you always standin' mе up?
And hey
Hey
I still wear the t-shirt that you gave me
So what are you so ashamed of?
Rodeo could kill ya
I just wanna kiss ya
But you won't let me near ya
But I'm here all the same
You're missin' out on good
Good lovin'
So what are you so afraid of?
Tell me
What are you so afraid of?
'Cause you're missin' out on
Some good
Good lovin'
You're missin' out
You're missin' out
Good
Good lovin'

At the rodeo
I
Put my face on and smile
And you ride good
The crowd go wild
Claps for you
I clap too
I'm your biggest fan
Clap for you
I'm your biggest fan
At the rodeo
I
Put my face on and smile
And I get scared watchin' you
And the crowd gets wild
Run to you
I run to you
I run to you
I run to you
I love you
I love you
I