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 Reached into her purse to pull out her disguise Put it on her lips and she put it on her eyes A little lonesome would do her some good She'd only come out at night if she could She's her daddy's karma And her mother's suit of armor The bright light in a man's dark eyes Saved all her money wasting all of her time She's the kind of woman Only a town like this could produce Just mean 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