Loose - Ray Wylie Hubbard

I went to see her laid out to meet her saints

She was dressed in white, low cut silk and lace

Even her mama said she was always trouble

Promise a man everything, give him half and charge him double

We all gonna bust loose one of these days

We all got to stay loose, come what may

We all wanna cut loose on payday

We ain’t ever gonna break loose of these rock and roll ways

Now the girl walked like she owned Bourbon Street

And in those days she had grown men kneelin' at her feet

She took to an old profession as the source of revenue

Now all she’s takin' with her is a dress from Saks 5th Avenue

We all gonna bust loose one of these days

We all got to stay loose, come what may

We all wanna cut loose on payday

We ain’t ever gonna break loose of these rock and roll ways

She called me up one time and said, «Let's go get tattoos»

I said, «Well, let me brush my teeth and find my shoes»

She come down the street in a stolen Volkswagen

She smiled and said she’d decided on a crimson Chinese dragon

We all gonna bust loose one of these days

We all got to stay loose, come what may

We all wanna cut loose on payday

We ain’t ever gonna break loose of these rock and roll ways

We all gonna bust loose one of these days

We all got to stay loose, come what may

We all wanna cut loose on payday

We ain’t ever gonna break loose of these rock and roll ways