By: Jimmy Buffett
1971
It's the ways of her father
If she's gonna change she
hasn't done it yet
And the desert is calling to me
Run before the final trap is set
All roads lead to the city
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same
Lady
lays out the pattern
With the parts of her body that seem tame
Death valley lives and
Tracy isn't sure what really gives
Act like a child and I'll respond with my
well-rehearsed farewell
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren't quite prepared to sell
Saying I think I love you
Maybe I care
It's not fair
Death valley lives and
Tracy isn't sure what really gives
And it's a sore spot when the room's burning hot
And the desert air just cannot bring you down
Still the bed's warm but a cold arm
Keeps me floating inches off the ground
Death valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really
gives
Go paint your toes wipe you nose and then come to say goodbye
And all along
tell yourself I am wrong if I try
Crying sorry it's over
I'm not to blame
What a
game
Death valley lives now I'm not even sure what really gives
