Beauty Queen
Muddy shoes beside her bed
Thoughts of you inside her head
Sheets that smell of gasoline
Been a long night for the beauty queen
Light flickers from a distant fire
Ask for the truth, she'll be the liar
The sight of you it turned her mean
Kiss and tell on the mezzanine
She's not one to reckon with
That was your last forever lasting kiss
Chair propped up against the knob of the bedroom door
Guess that oughta even up the score
Muddy shoes beside her bed
Thoughts of you inside her head
Sheets that smell of gasoline
Been a long night for the beauty queen
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2019
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