She loves almost as good as she lies
She pretends almost as hard as she tries
Desperation she wears it so well
Flips on her electric light like ringing a bell
She is the kind of woman only a town like this could produce
Trust ain't enough to hang a man, just kind enough to cut the noose
Reached into her purse to pull out her disguise
Put it on her lips and she'd put it on her eyes
A little lonesome would do her some good
She'd only come out at night if she could
She is the kind of woman only a town like this could produce
Trust ain't enough to hang a man, just kind enough to cut the noose
She does it the hard way, or she don't do it at all
Dirty little lover, who you gonna call?
She's her daddy's karma, and her mother's suit of armor
The bright light in a man's dark eyes
Waste all her money wasting all of her time
She is the kind of woman only a town like this could produce
Trust ain't enough to hang a man, just kind enough to cut the noose
She does it the hard way, or she don't do it at all
Dirty little lover, who you gonna call?