What's Your Name

Well, it's 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my Limo driver, mister, take us to the show
I done made some plans for later on tonight
I'll find a little queen and I know I can treat her right

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

Back at the hotel, Lord, we got such a mess
It seems that one of the crew
Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes
Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar
What a shame, won't you come upstairs girl
And have a drink of champagne

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
For there ain't no shame

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

9 o'clock the next day and I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride to do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home? It sure was grand
When I come back here next year I wanna see you again

What was your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Well, there ain't no shame

What was your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?