LowDown - Tom Waits

She’s a crooked Sheriff in a real straight town

She opened the door shake shake the lights go down

Clover honey and the Jimson Weed

Red leather skirt way up above her knees

Oh yeah, my baby’s lowdown

She’s a gone lost dirt road

There ain’t no way back I been told

Well she’s a story they all tell

She’s a rebel, she’s a yell

Oh yeah, my baby’s lowdown

White heat in a cold rain

I’m a mergin here in your mergin lane

Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al The second hand moon’s shining for my gal

She’s a big red flag in a mean bullpen

She’ll steal it from you, sell right

Back to you again

Well she’s a whild rose, she’s not settled

Cold gun of ice blue metal, oh My baby’s lowdown

White heat in a cold rain

I’m a mergin here in your mergin lane

Jockey la Fayette, Big Eyed Al She’s a cheap motel with a burned out sign

She’ll take care of you definitely every time

She got a stolen check book and leg’s upto here

Singing into a hairbrush

Right in front of the mirror

Oh yeah, my baby’s lowdown