| Lyrics: | by Michael Murphey
She's always appearing with a band of renown,
You want to go and see her
when you're feeling down,
She's a breathtaking spectacle with guaranteed hope,
She'll make
you feel good 'cause she's the best thing since soap,
She'll greet you in the alley with a
fortified smile,
She's the original sideshow and she's got her own style.
Pardon my baby,
she got to have her fun,
Yes, I say, pardon my baby, she got to have her fun,
'Cause she's
the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run.
Now, she dances on air just like Superman's
child,
Like a field of sheep grazing, she's wild but she's mild,
She's more fun than
Colorado and more farout than Maine,
She comes on like thunder and she's more right than
rain,
She's the mother of earth and the goddess of thirst,
She's the chicken and the egg and
whichever came first.
Pardon my baby, she got to have a chance,
Oh, I say, pardon my baby,
she got to have a chance,
'Cause she's the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her
dance.
Whoo...
SOLO
Oh, my, somebody get the piano player a drink of water...
Yeah,
I say pardon my baby, she got to have her fun,
Yeah, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her
fun,
Yes, she's the Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run,
Whoo, my-my. |
