From the album The Cup & The Lip (mP3)

Lyrics

DESPERADO ON A BIKE<br />
Tucker Finn © 2010<br />
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I never owned a horse <br />
And I never shot no one<br />
But I’m a Desperado <br />
On an ten speed bike<br />
I like to pedal through the city <br />
When the streets are damp and dark<br />
My scattered thoughts <br />
Become more solid late at night<br />
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I see sad things in the windows <br />
Of the shops some people keep<br />
Dusty treasures no longer treasured by no one<br />
Sometimes I feel like Plastic Elvis<br />
All my colors come undone<br />
From years of standing <br />
In one place under the sun<br />
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I’m a Cowboy...a Cowboy...<br />
A Stranger to my Name and <br />
Where I’m from<br />
I’m a Cowboy...a Cowboy...<br />
The one I might have been <br />
And the one I have become<br />
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I never roped a calf <br />
Nor been to Rodeo <br />
I grew up in a post-war bungalow<br />
And if you stop by there today<br />
You’ll see that nothing’s ever changed<br />
Be sure to tell my aging folks I say hello<br />
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I eat some late-night fettuccine <br />
At the Diplomatico<br />
I’m not hungry but I try to fill this hole<br />
I like to put my thoughts on napkins<br />
And see some faces that I know <br />
And watch the Party People’s <br />
Party come and go<br />
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I’m a Cowboy...a Cowboy...<br />
A Stranger to my Name and <br />
Where I’m from<br />
I’m a Cowboy...a Cowboy...<br />
The one I might have been <br />
And the one I have become<br />
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