it was a rodeo apartment she'd throw her noose and yank me down but you know the truth is I didn't mind the lasso. The way she'd say, "Don't moan, you're not alone." Hold you in the lasso. It was the way she'd say, "Don't moan. You're not alone." Hold you in the lasso of my soul
oh no caught up in your lasso. Now if you'd been listening to my story you'd think I was under her control naw man it wasn't like that but she had me hanging upside down boys and as I lay in her stable one morning
she kicked me awake and led me out she had on her white nighty with the frills and the rope dragging behind her.