Step into the spotlight
Of this traveling show
Went across the room

Those big blue eyes look in my soul
I was singing fetal love
How was I to know

That boy would change my plans

Louisiana soldiers seem to have it all

As that old red curtain fell
I began to fall
I was packing up my case

He was waiting down the hall
When the real show began


Cause to win my hard strings
And promised me the moon
Played me hard

Until I cried out of tone
Took my song
And he let me worn out in riddle

Played me like a fiddle

Well I should have gone

And taken his boat and his backside
When he went and told me one thing
And then turned around and lied

Well I lost all my dignity
But I sure kept my pride
And he was sure good for song


Cause to win my hard strings
And promised me the moon

Played me hard
Until I cried out of tone
Took my song

And he let me worn out in riddle
Played me like a
Hey


Now ladies you beware
Of those in $$#uming eyes

He might look so innocent
But it's just a disguise
He's just overcompensating

For a total pack of lies
In his little tiny heart...


Cause to win my hard strings
And promised me the moon
Played me hard

Until I cried out of tone
Took my song
And he let me pissed of in riddle

Played me like a fiddle