Hot Lips And Cold Shoulders
©1977 Dakota Sid Clifford


High flyin' fancy lady in a low slung fancy car
Highly polished hub caps, you know how they are
All that paint and powder, all them pretty things
Hair spray in the ozone, eyebrows in the sink

        Disco mama's and you dance hall queens
        Foxy rockers 'bout to split your jeans
        You look so friendly but you don't know what it means
        You got hot lips and cold shoulders

I've been in some bar-rooms, sat on a million stools
I've laughed along with the ladies, and I've been among the fools
To get drunk into some venture, left there low and cold
Stranded in some two-bit flop alone and gettin' old

        Disco mama's and you dance hall queens
        Foxy rockers 'bout to split your jeans
        You look so friendly but you don't know what it means
        You got hot lips and cold shoulders

Some of them say they love you and nibble on your ear
Some of them'll tell you anything for the price of another beer
Some will scoot up close to you and do the hoochie-coo
And wake up in the morning and pin the blame on you

        Disco mama's and you dance hall queens
        Foxy rockers 'bout to split your jeans
        You look so friendly but you don't know what it means
        You got hot lips and cold shoulders