Brooks Nielsen
Sunset Girl
She’s wild like a dog with a mangy coat
She walks a zig zag path, with her eyes tight closed
When the moon is down and the sun is up
She’s in her tight locked room with the shades shut
When the moon goes down the sun is up
She’s in her tight locked room with the shades shut
Her heart is here, but her mind is in a tarpit
Her happiness is sinking like the sunset
Ooh she’s wild like a dog with a mangy coat
She walks a zig zag path, with her eyes tight closed
When the moon is down and the sun is up
She’s in her tight locked room with the shades shut
When the moon goes down the sun is up
She’s in her tight locked room with the shades shut