Behind the bar hangs Pocahontas
Lounging nude
Wanton and too knowing
She mocks her pedestal
The conversation flags again
The woman sitting next to him
Loses interest or did she simply yawn?
The magic fades in light of the predawn
Oh Twenties
Golden amber light filters whiskey brown
Open bar, laughter
Troubles fade and drown
Dirty mops and filthy jokes
Counting stacks and talking smoke
All too loud in furtive hopes they'll hear
Those doe eyed girls tired from serving beer
Oh Twenties
It's a fluid plan
Tomorrow will be rough
No worries, though
Potential, that's enough
After every shift we put it all behind
And behind her
Is all I ever had in mind
It's finally 5'clock, whistle blows the tune
Moving on is thirsty work
He'll visit the crew
He wanders through the door again
Like John Wayne in some Mexican
Saloon; Señoritas all look up
At night he's heading home while they lock up
Oh Twenties
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Behind the bar hangs Pocahontas
Lounging nude
Wanton and too knowing
She mocks her pedestal
The conversation flags again
The woman sitting next to him
Loses interest or did she simply yawn?
The magic fades in light of the predawn
Oh Twenties
Golden amber light filters whiskey brown
Open bar, laughter
Troubles fade and drown
Dirty mops and filthy jokes
Counting stacks and talking smoke
All too loud in furtive hopes they'll hear
Those doe eyed girls tired from serving beer
Oh Twenties
It's a fluid plan
Tomorrow will be rough
No worries, though
Potential, that's enough
After every shift we put it all behind
And behind her
Is all I ever had in mind
It's finally 5'clock, whistle blows the tune
Moving on is thirsty work
He'll visit the crew
He wanders through the door again
Like John Wayne in some Mexican
Saloon; Señoritas all look up
At night he's heading home while they lock up
Oh Twenties
Lounging nude
Wanton and too knowing
She mocks her pedestal
The conversation flags again
The woman sitting next to him
Loses interest or did she simply yawn?
The magic fades in light of the predawn
Oh Twenties
Golden amber light filters whiskey brown
Open bar, laughter
Troubles fade and drown
Dirty mops and filthy jokes
Counting stacks and talking smoke
All too loud in furtive hopes they'll hear
Those doe eyed girls tired from serving beer
Oh Twenties
It's a fluid plan
Tomorrow will be rough
No worries, though
Potential, that's enough
After every shift we put it all behind
And behind her
Is all I ever had in mind
It's finally 5'clock, whistle blows the tune
Moving on is thirsty work
He'll visit the crew
He wanders through the door again
Like John Wayne in some Mexican
Saloon; Señoritas all look up
At night he's heading home while they lock up
Oh Twenties
Writer: MATHEW LEWIS RICKETTS
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave