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Note: Coochie Road is a real place. "The Girl From Coochie Road" Under a Void Moon, dying in a midnight sky, Rain falls like burning snow. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. She sleeps in the sage brush, where nobody knows? She lives way down on Coochie Road. In the desert heat, dust devils rise, In mirages Mustangs dance with burning eyes. You can't see love when your lost in the dark, Hanging by your finger nails on the edge of love. Snow fall's down like burning rain. As this barefoot girl walks like a dream way down coochie road. She's the girl with with emerald green eyes. There's a dying moon, in a midnight sky. The men from town drive by; they stop and stare, at this girl with long black hair, a ragged coat a torn dress, and her hair's a mess. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. She lives way down on Coochie Road. The preacher drives by, but he don't dare. Spring loaded mouth, Fists full of fury, Finger on the trigger, Glock in the pocket of her sweat stained coat. This barefoot girl turns her back her and walk's away and smiles with a sneer. Emerald green eyes, wind in her long black hair, Men just stop... stop and stare, The fog never clears this time of year. If it's lust or fear they can't decide? To ask this girl to, to, take a ride, She's an Amaretto dream, in a whiskey nightmare. They've lost their head's, lost their mind's. The barefoot girl lives way down on coochie road. She walks to the corner and takes down the sign! Now they can't find their way back, back to Coochie Road. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. The barefoot girl lives way down on coochie road. A White Witch with warm green eyes, is naked: dancing alone, drawing down the moon, In a midnight sky way down on Coochie Road.. And; The preacher is drunk, with bible in his hand but all he knows is, is She's an Amaretto dream in a preachers nightmare. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. A White Witch with warm green eyes, is naked: dancing alone, drawing down the moon, Under a Void Moon, dying in a midnight sky, Rain falls like burning snow. A girl is dancing; naked under a void moon. Memories of a lost love so long ago, She lives way down Coochie Road.

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The Girl From Coochie Road

Note: Coochie Road is a real place. "The Girl From Coochie Road" Under a Void Moon, dying in a midnight sky, Rain falls like burning snow. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. She sleeps in the sage brush, where nobody knows? She lives way down on Coochie Road. In the desert heat, dust devils rise, In mirages Mustangs dance with burning eyes. You can't see love when your lost in the dark, Hanging by your finger nails on the edge of love. Snow fall's down like burning rain. As this barefoot girl walks like a dream way down coochie road. She's the girl with with emerald green eyes. There's a dying moon, in a midnight sky. The men from town drive by; they stop and stare, at this girl with long black hair, a ragged coat a torn dress, and her hair's a mess. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. She lives way down on Coochie Road. The preacher drives by, but he don't dare. Spring loaded mouth, Fists full of fury, Finger on the trigger, Glock in the pocket of her sweat stained coat. This barefoot girl turns her back her and walk's away and smiles with a sneer. Emerald green eyes, wind in her long black hair, Men just stop... stop and stare, The fog never clears this time of year. If it's lust or fear they can't decide? To ask this girl to, to, take a ride, She's an Amaretto dream, in a whiskey nightmare. They've lost their head's, lost their mind's. The barefoot girl lives way down on coochie road. She walks to the corner and takes down the sign! Now they can't find their way back, back to Coochie Road. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. The barefoot girl lives way down on coochie road. A White Witch with warm green eyes, is naked: dancing alone, drawing down the moon, In a midnight sky way down on Coochie Road.. And; The preacher is drunk, with bible in his hand but all he knows is, is She's an Amaretto dream in a preachers nightmare. Her burning tears fall down a wet rainbow. A White Witch with warm green eyes, is naked: dancing alone, drawing down the moon, Under a Void Moon, dying in a midnight sky, Rain falls like burning snow. A girl is dancing; naked under a void moon. Memories of a lost love so long ago, She lives way down Coochie Road.