David Allan Coe - Atlanta Song lyrics

I met her in Atlanta She was a-dancing in a cafe With a price tag on her body And a tombstone in her eye You could tell she was not happy By the way she kept on staring Past the other side of nowhere At a man she'd like to try And the make-up she had painted Could not hide the youthful motions Of her body From the music or the crowd I stared like all others With my right hand in my pocket While she showed us Everything the law allowed Twenty bucks an hour later My one-bedroom apartment I was feeling weak From all the seeds I'd sown She was sweet, she was gentle As she introduced my body To some pleasures It had never ever known When I woke up in the morning She was a-laying there beside me Like a kitten With her face turned to the sun And a look of satisfaction On her lips that made me wonder If she ever felt ashamed Of what we'd done So I left her in atlanta She was a-dancing in cafe With a price tag on her body And a tomestone in her eye And I guess she still ain't happy By the way she keeps on staring Past the other side of nowhere