THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN
(bruno tortolla)

She's THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN,
And she's been wanted dead or alive
She's the wild west's woman,
Yeah she's always movin' out
She's the lass that makes a man
Fell the lust under his skin...

chorus:
Well, she makes me go up in flames
Yeah she makes me forget my name
She's so hot that she makes me sweat cool,
Well, she holds me in pleassure chains
She takes me on fire, she has me tame
Ev'ry nite she makes me trip deep , ooh

I love THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN,
I can't get her off of me
She's an old west's lover
Together we fight for free
And if you don't like her oh baby,
Know: she's more than you are...

<chorus one time>

She's made of lust and poison
She's got all the reasons
I think she is that holy one
From the wild west to the downtown
Every thing she wants oh yeah she owns
I'm the most fuckin' lucky one...
'Cuz i got her on my arms
Now she's all mine and i feel fine
That old lie now is real and
to me it's the better kind of an old crime.
Ha-ha!

<chorus one time>

'Cuz She's THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN...
She's THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN!...
She's THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN!...
She's THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN!...
THE OLD WEST'S WOMAN...
(She's my own...)