Rosie

(That's Mozart at two years old)

Well, she was standing at the load-in when the trucks rolled up
She was sniffing all around like a half-grown female pup
She wasn't hard to talk to, looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her a pass so she could get in and see the show

Well, I sat her down right next to me and I got her a beer
While I mixed that sound onstage so the band could hear
The more I watched her watch 'em play, the less I thought of to say
And when they walked off stage, the drummer swept that girl away

But Rosie, you're all right, you wear my ring
When you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing
When you turn out the light, I got to hand it to me
Looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie

Well, I guess I might have known from the start she'd come for a star
Could have told my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that I've been burned, by now, you'd think I'd have learned
That it's who you look like, not who you are
(Y'all keep that in mind)

But Rosie, you're all right, you wear my ring
When you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing
When you turn out the light, I got to hand it to me
Looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie
Looks like it's me and you again tonight
It looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie

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