Lyle Lovett - The Record Lady lyrics

Rober earl this friend of mine You know he's always looking after my best interest He told me lyle p. you need to get some action Get your head back in line You need to get out on your own boy This hanging around here's got to stop Get out on your own boy And take a little trip to the record shop I said the record shop But robert i don't need no records He just smiled and he said What you need is a Record lady Record lady She's got the cutest little cartridge That you've ever seen She's a phonographic dream I didn't waste no time about it I put on my coat and shoes I packed up my old rocking chair And i left them hell on church street blues And i went down to the record shop What else could i do She was five-foot-one-and-three-quarters Lord she claimed she five-foot-two And she looked at me with her big green eyes And she said can i help you find something I said what you got on special Record lady Record lady She's got the cutest little cartridge That you've ever seen She's a phonographic dream Acting very sophisticated I began to browse around I walked up to the record lady And i said i sure do like what i have found It would be so beautiful Please come away with me We could run down to istanbul Or maybe even gay paris And she looked at me with her big green eyes And she said can i help you find something I said what you got on special Record lady Record lady She's got the cutest little cartridge That you've ever seen She's a phonographic dream A phonographic dream One day you know i will see My phonographic fantasy In sweet fulfillment to the last detail Down in acapulco Or even somewhere else Just her and me together The whole day long Her and me together Playing them records all night long She's the record lady Record lady Record lady at the record shop Set it spinning mama Don't ever stop my Record lady Record lady