"Hell on Heels" - Pistol Annies
The minute it starts I think of tumbleweeds. Dust blowin' around in a small western town with the sun barely setting against the horizon. The smell of horses and cheap booze filling the air. A fast-paced piano inside a crowded saloon mixing in with the flirtatious laughter of ladies dressed in their finest ready to woo drunk men for all of their money.
The loud clang of cheering glasses meeting their fate as they crash down hard, one by one onto the floor along with their senseless drinkers. A messy spill of scruffy, beaten-down cowboys seeping their sorrows into the wooden panel boards. The ash from the cigar and the stale, dried out ale stains decorating the counter tops.
The weak sunlight peering through the scattered bullet holes of the swinging doors. The cracked and faded sign hanging from the rusted metal bar above it ironically reading, "Welcome" as they walk in.
A vixen.
A hot-head.
And the girl next door.
Lyrics:
I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm going to break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
This diamond ring on my hand
Is the only good thing that came from that man
Got a GTO from one named Joe
And a big piece of land down in Mexico
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
I got a pink guitar, a Lincoln Town Car
From ol' what's his name I met at a bar
Got a high-rise flat in Hollywood
From a married man who wasn't up to no good
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
Then there's Jim, I almost forgot
I ran him off, but I took the yacht
Poor ol' Billy, bless his heart
I'm still using his credit card
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels baby I'm comin' for you
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you!
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pistolannies/hellonheels.html
http://blog.gactv.com/blog/2011/07/28/watch-pistol-annies-debut-music-video-hell-on-heels/
http://www.billwolf.org/0148.htm
http://www.dreamstime.com/royalty-free-stock-photo-old-western-saloon-table-image19752955
The minute it starts I think of tumbleweeds. Dust blowin' around in a small western town with the sun barely setting against the horizon. The smell of horses and cheap booze filling the air. A fast-paced piano inside a crowded saloon mixing in with the flirtatious laughter of ladies dressed in their finest ready to woo drunk men for all of their money.
The loud clang of cheering glasses meeting their fate as they crash down hard, one by one onto the floor along with their senseless drinkers. A messy spill of scruffy, beaten-down cowboys seeping their sorrows into the wooden panel boards. The ash from the cigar and the stale, dried out ale stains decorating the counter tops.
The weak sunlight peering through the scattered bullet holes of the swinging doors. The cracked and faded sign hanging from the rusted metal bar above it ironically reading, "Welcome" as they walk in.
A vixen.
A hot-head.
And the girl next door.
Lyrics:
I'm hell on heels
Say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm going to break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
This diamond ring on my hand
Is the only good thing that came from that man
Got a GTO from one named Joe
And a big piece of land down in Mexico
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
I got a pink guitar, a Lincoln Town Car
From ol' what's his name I met at a bar
Got a high-rise flat in Hollywood
From a married man who wasn't up to no good
I'm hell on heels, baby I'm comin' for you
Then there's Jim, I almost forgot
I ran him off, but I took the yacht
Poor ol' Billy, bless his heart
I'm still using his credit card
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
And I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels baby I'm comin' for you
I'm hell on heels, say what you will
I've done made the devil a deal
He made me pretty
He made me smart
I'm gonna break me a million hearts
I'm hell on heels, Sugar Daddy I'm comin' for you!
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pistolannies/hellonheels.html
http://blog.gactv.com/blog/2011/07/28/watch-pistol-annies-debut-music-video-hell-on-heels/
http://www.billwolf.org/0148.htm
http://www.dreamstime.com/royalty-free-stock-photo-old-western-saloon-table-image19752955
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