Ooh.
She come rolling down the street with her windows down,
playing shine along by the black roads.
Had a bill between her legs wearing mirror sunglasses.
I'm pretty sure that she stole.
She come screeching to a stop,
almost running over my boots.
Said, get your heavy ass in the car.
It's ride or die.
So I got in and I sat down on the hearse's chocolate bar.
She smiled as she floated before I closed the door.
I said, let's go get some Tex-Mex.
Then Chris sang Appaloosa.
She said, buckle up, Desperado.
We're gonna make the Kelser run at ten-four-six.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless,
wears a bullet on her necklace.
She ain't ashamed of her red neckness.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless.
I
love a woman who's pretty reckless.
She ordered green chili enchiladas
and two cervezas para la buena suerte.
The waiter looked at me and said,
mamacita caliente.
I smiled and said, ella es bestante, se va.
She drank a second beer.
I said, we should rob a bank.
I said, we're cool, but it's a holiday.
She said, another time then.
So let's sneak into Antone's and hear Charlie say some fly.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless,
wears a bullet on her necklace.
She ain't ashamed of her red neckness.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless.
Antone's was packed with Austin studies and confused
and the aficionados of the blues.
Garth Morlick sitting wearing Dunwalls,
and sat in some recycled green tennis shoes.
She said,
now I dig Led Zeppelin's houses of the holy,
but I think I love these guys more than Jimmy Page.
Then she threw back her hair.
She kissed me on the lips and said,
if I was wearing a bra,
I'd throw it on stage.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless,
wears a bullet on her necklace.
She ain't ashamed of her red neckness.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless.
I love a woman who's pretty reckless.