Rosie

(That's Mozart at two years old)

Well, she was standing at the load-in when the trucks rolled up She was sniffing all around like a half-grown female pup She wasn't hard to talk to, looked like she had nowhere to go So I gave her a pass so she could get in and see the show

Well, I sat her down right next to me and I got her a beer While I mixed that sound onstage so the band could hear The more I watched her watch 'em play, the less I thought of to say And when they walked off stage, the drummer swept that girl away

But Rosie, you're all right, you wear my ring When you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing When you turn out the light, I got to hand it to me Looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie

Well, I guess I might have known from the start she'd come for a star Could have told my imagination not to run too far Of all the times that I've been burned, by now, you'd think I'd have learned That it's who you look like, not who you are (Y'all keep that in mind)

But Rosie, you're all right, you wear my ring When you hold me tight, Rosie, that's my thing When you turn out the light, I got to hand it to me Looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie Looks like it's me and you again tonight It looks like it's me and you again tonight, Rosie

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