Blood-Shot Eyes
Now just because you're pretty
You think you're mighty wise
You tell me you love me
Then roll those big brown eyes
Last week, when I saw you
Your eyes were turning black
Go find the guy that beat you up
Ask him to take you back
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
Yeah, I used to spend my money
To dress, you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you
When you walked down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up
In satins and in silk
Your eyes look like two tomatoes
In a glass of buttermilk
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
Now I guess our little romance
Has finally simmered down
You should go join a circus
You'd make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a road map
And I'm afraid to smell your breath
You'd better shut your peepers
Before you bleed to death
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I dream baby, you the sunshine
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
You think you're mighty wise
You tell me you love me
Then roll those big brown eyes
Last week, when I saw you
Your eyes were turning black
Go find the guy that beat you up
Ask him to take you back
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
Yeah, I used to spend my money
To dress, you look real sweet
I wanted to be proud of you
When you walked down the street
Now don't ask me to dress you up
In satins and in silk
Your eyes look like two tomatoes
In a glass of buttermilk
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
Now I guess our little romance
Has finally simmered down
You should go join a circus
You'd make a real good clown
Your eyes look like a road map
And I'm afraid to smell your breath
You'd better shut your peepers
Before you bleed to death
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I can tell you've been out on a spree
It's plain that you are lying
When you say you've been crying
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
I dream baby, you the sunshine
Don't roll those blood-shot eyes at me
Credits
Writer(s): Hank Penny, Ruth Haroldhensley"hall"
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- Half a Hundred Years
- Better Times - Single
- Stepping Westward (Sausalito , California '73)
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- You're From Texas
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