Brenda's Disco Fur

Brenda O, Brenda O,

I know something that you don't know;

You can stay or you can go,

Don't make me say I told you so.

Rabbit fur jacket and your hair all teased,

Your daddy in the pulpit falls to his knees;

Sayin' Send my little girl back to me,

Before she ends up walkin' the streets.

Music thumpin' in her room all night,

In her eyes a strange new light;

She trips on her heels and her clothes so tight,

She says Daddy you see things in black and white.

Jezebel wows 'em at the five-and-dime,

Down at the feed store I seen her one time;

Battin' her eyes at the boys in line,

A trail of glitter all she left behind.

A two-dollar pistol gettin' mighty hot

"Neath the mirrored ball well have you forgot,

My letter jacket you used to rock,

Now you shake your booty just to see us shocked.

So dance away in your disco fur,

Dance away tellin' us what-fer;

'Til the clock strikes twelve and we tell ourselves

You can do what you want -- while the night is yours.

Brenda O, Brenda O,

A spandex queen at the rodeo;

Doin' the Hustle at the tractor show,

Stoppin' traffic at the Git-n-Go.

Teenage rebellion well sure I know,

Was that your way forty years ago;

Now the kids move on and the cold wind blows,

Are you stuck with the oldies on the radio.

So dance away....