Pompadour

My body may be talking but my mind's riding down the road
In a 57 chevy with my arm hanging out the window
Now Iím laying here covered with axle grease
I gotta please this evil woman who canít stand me
But itís allright
Thatís the way it has to be

Iíve been working 15 hours with my knuckles cut down to the bone
Sheís got seven screaming children and a dog barking at the phone
There aint no man alive who can tame this beast
Yeah sheís nothing but trouble canít get no peace
But itís allright
Thatís the way it has to be

Slick back the sides gotta get some height
Pull out the front make that tail take flight
Down at the mall theyíre see a sight
Iím gonna raise the roof tonight

With my Pompodore   (haircut)
Got my Pompodore   (haircut)

She was pushing every button but this car wasnít gonna go
They could hear her up in heaven say sheís not coming here no more
Well I took that mean olí woman and I set her straight
Then I heard my boss saying Iíve sealed my fate
Well itís allright
Thatís the way it has to be 

Slick back the sides gotta get some height
Pull out the front make that tail take flight
Down at the mall theyíre see a sight
Iím gonna raise the roof tonight
 

With my Pompodore   (haircut)
Got my Pompodore   (haircut)

Written by Paul Bromwell
Copyright © 2004 Emily's Music