Father owned the dating bar so 
mother ran the store 
We all lived there together with the 
army at the door 
No one to do my laundry or to tell me 
that they're sure 
But there really is no me and there's 
no army at the door 

I hustle my way to your bedside 
I ride on your body like a cab ride 
I carry refreshments to the good guys 
I made the good guys some home 
fries 

Pardon me anyone where is the 
nearest shore 
We're all in this together and the 
police are at the door 
Someone do my laundry or smash 
through the floor 
To the tropical vacation buried 
underneath the store 

And I was your favorite bullfighter 
Whose looks were new to your eyes 
And i fell apart in that bullfight 
Where the dress was the sky to your 
thighs 

She said that she had an hour 
Her father he was in the shower 
And she took me to her little tower 
And she showed me her little flower 

And just when i thought it was safe to 
put down my pen 
She said maybe i will let you fall in 
love with me again 
Maybe i will let you fall for loving me 
again 
Then she showed me her badge and 
i think she said then 

That i don't have the heart to tell you 
not [bad word] 
And everyone has hands just to use 
someone 
And it makes me feel just like old gum 
To ride a fake horse into town 
To ride a lame horse into town 
To ride a dead horse into town 
To ride your big [bad word] fake [bad word] 
lame [bad word] dead horse into town