She boogies alright And she stares with a mild curiosity A little uptight Wears her greys with her pent up emotions And she spends her nights making friends with old 40s Hollywood She sleeps alright When she sleeps on her own She likes to ride Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl She likes to ride Every single way She likes to ride Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl She likes to ride, whoo hoo She doesn't talk much Like a shy educated librarian She brushes you off She's afraid of those pent up emotions Then she shuts the door and attacks like a wild freaky animal She sleeps alright When she sleeps on her own She likes to ride Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl She likes to ride Every single way She likes to ride Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl She likes to ride, whoo hoo Things don't always seem so clear City life can seem so dear Try the country for a year You'll be back within a year She likes to ride Like a drunk, drunken cowgirl She likes to ride Every single way She likes to ride Live a nerve, nervous schoolgirl She likes to ride, whoo hoo She likes to ride, she likes to ride...