She Took off My Romeos - David Lindley

I was having a drink

Down at the bar

I was worried 'bout my image

I can’t wash my car

When a pretty little woman

Says «Hey there Joe

Won’t come along with me

I’ll take off your romeos.»

She took off my romeos

She took off my romeos

Oh that pretty little woman

She took off my romeos

I lit up my pipe

We sat by the fire

It was there by the embers

I had no desire

To go back to the bar

And drink some Old Crow

I kept on my smoking jacket

She took of my romeos

She took off my romeos

She took off my romeos

Oh that pretty little woman

She took off my romeos