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​Pink Lady

This song is by Michael Martin Murphey and appears on the album Swans Against The Sun (1976).

Now there's something sadly lacking
In her lady like cliche
As she looks down on the traffic
In her thin negligee;
Mixing light hearted cocktails
With some heavy handed talk,
She's a sparkling pink lady
With a snake charmer's walk.
She's so helpless ...
She's selfish ...
She's selfish ...
Romance is her religion
She's been worshipping so long;
Her love is like makeup
She knows so well how to put it on.
And she's got to come on helpless
To get any help.
You know a pink lady
Ain't supposed to know
How to defend herself ...
She's so helpless ...
She's selfish ...
She's got a bowl of wax bananas,
And they're never gonna get ripe.
She's got a new teakwood stereo
'Cause she's the stereo type.
She's got a glittering palm tree shirt
Cowboy shirt boyfriend-
In the palm of her hand.
And don't she talk that secret language
Only playgirls understand?