Kings Of Leon - King of the Rodeo

Lyrics to King of the Rodeo by Kings Of Leon

He's so the purity, a shaven and a mourning, And standing on a pigeon toe, in his disarray Straight in the picture pose He's coming round to meet you And screaming like a battle cry, it's more if I stay Me and your cold, driving in the snow, Let the good times roll let the good times roll, Cowgirl king of the rodeo let the good times roll, Let the good times roll How dare you come to me like Withnail for a favor, Hold on not my fairy tale you're trying to start Take off your overcoat you're staying for the weekend, And swaying like a smokey grey, a drink in the park Good time to roll on