Man She's Got The Blues

MAN, SHE’S GOT THE BLUES by Daniel Keiser and Kirk Jarvis It’s not my job I guess but it’s hard to understand why a girl like you is a drummer in a band crystal blue eyes she walks on pure air no male has a chance they concede to a stare her dreams make her smile her secrets all her own wicked faith in her heart why’s a girl like her alone but man, she’s go the blues drumsticks in her hand why she plays the blues it’s so hard to understand she owns her every mood lights up every room lucky the guy to charm her but man, she’s got the blues whiskey neat or on the rocks rarely buys her own drink passionate, bubbly and caring your heart will surely sink lost in blue-green eyes sends shivers up your spine but I’m telling you now pal you’re gonna hafta wait in line but man, she’s go the blues drumsticks in her hand why she plays the blues it’s so hard to understand on a course of her own the dreams of every man but why she plays the blues so hard to understand crystal blue eyes she walks on pure air no male has a chance they concede to a stare her dreams make her smile her secrets all her own wicked faith in her heart why’s a girl like her alone but man, she’s go the blues drumsticks in her hand why she plays the blues it’s so hard to understand