Boston Girls

Well, I rolled into town On a winter day About time I had spent Every nickel that I'd saved The bars were all open And probably never closed Cause the only time I went drinkin' Was when I was drinkin' alone Well, I saw you on a barstool Rippin' a cigarette You had a tattoo of a sailor And your lipstick was red When I asked what your name was She said I shouldn't know Cause the woman wasn't a woman Her damn name was Joe Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine But I couldn't seem to make one mine So I headed back to the southland With holes in my shoes Tried to find a woman But all I got was the blues I never liked the cold It sucked anyway So I tell you this story So you don't make the same mistake Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine But I couldn't seem to make one mine Well, the Boston Girls ain't so bad Yeah, they like my accent, that's all I have Well, the Boston Girls will treat you fine But I couldn't seem to make one mine But I couldn't seem to make one mine