Вершы: Chalee Tennison. Cheater's Road.

Down a dirt road down in southern Louisiana
Flew a white continental with the top laid back
Pretty blonde sittin? on a seat of red leather
Dust boilin? out of her well worn tracks
She goin? back

Moss hangin? down like beards in the bayou
Old folks watchin? from their rockin? chairs
Ain?t no place for a girl of her station
Gonna ruin her reputation but she don?t care
?Cause he?s waitin? there

And she says,
Tell me you think that I?m pretty
Tell me you think that I?m smart
Tell me anything and I?ll believe it
?Cause I?m listenin? with my heart
Baby it?s wrong,
But that?s the way it goes
When the only love you?re gettin?s
Down cheater?s road

Bed springs rubbin? her back through the blanket
Sweat like a tear rollin? down her neck
Watchin? him pullin? down the shades on the window
She?d rather have him than and empty bed
And her self respect

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Her old man countin? his money in the city
Nothin? but the bottom dollar on his mind
The whole situation is a down right pity
He didn?t even notice when she crossed that line
But she crossed that line

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(Thanks to Amanda for these lyrics)