(G.Powell)
What ya gonna find when you go downtown and you wanna rock and roll
Find they all gone home... it's all right
I don't wanna be the one to come on like you're a high woman with no right
To go on... so hold on
Dark colours... I see you're always wearin' them
Faded jeans... day green gold frays off her trim
Dark colours... I'll be so glad to be your man
You bet you're gonna find a good time say you're never gonna settle down
And find your own home... it's all right
I don't wanna be the one to start no fight you're a straight shooter with curved sights
All decked out in shades of
Dark colours... I see you're always wearin' them
Faded jeans... day green gold frays off her trim
Dark colours... I'll be so glad to be your man
What ya gonna find when you go downtown and you wanna rock and roll
Find they all gone home... it's all right
I don't wanna be the one to start no fight you're a straight shooter with curved sights
All decked out in shades of
Dark colours... I see you're always wearin' them
Faded jeans... day green gold frays off her trim
Dark colours... I'll be so glad to be your man
Dark colours... I see you're always wearin' them...