Mardi Gras
DIERKS BENTLEY · Black 2016 · Track 11 of 13
Damn she hurts the morning after Drunk on thinking I could have her Strung me right along like lights on a balcony Come Wednesday, she don't care Tuesday night I had her here Like beads and feathers, it was heaven her hanging on me
She took me for a ride, hit a new high Gold confetti in her green eyes Trying like hell to hold the belle of the ball She pulled me in her world of wonder It's a charade trying to love her It's like trying to save a soul from Mardi Gras From Mardi Gras
Trashed my heart just like these streets Her perfume's all over me Just reminding me of a night I can't forget She paraded me around Swear last night I had a crown on my head till she left Thought she'd stay, but instead
She took me for a ride, hit a new high Gold confetti in her green eyes Trying like hell to hold the belel of the ball She pulled me in her world of wonder It's a charade trying to love her It's like trying to save a soul from Mardi Gras From Mardi Gras From Mardi Gras
She ain't looking for love No she's just looking for a real good time And you can't change her weather She's a hurricane every time
She took me for a ride, hit a new high Gold confetti in her green eyes Trying like hell to hold the belle of the ball She pulled me in her world of wonder It's a charade trying to love her It's like trying to save a soul from Mardi Gras From Mardi Gras
From Mardi Gras From Mardi Gras (Mardi Gras)