music by Lowell George, Richie Hayward

-- lyrics by Lowell George



Is it the lies?

Is it the style?



It's a mercenary territory

I wish you knew the story

I've been out here so long dreamin up songs

I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking



I've did my time in that rodeo

It's been so long and I've got nothing to show

Well I'm so plain loco

Fool that I am I'd do it all over again



Is it the style?

Is it the lies?

Is it the days into nights

Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights



Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong

If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting

'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur

Well your nights turn into my mornings



Well I did my time in that rodeo

Fool that I am I'd do it all over again



Is it love keeps you waiting so long

Makes you say I'll see you around

The forces that be, they just don't see

While your nights turn into my mornings



Is it the style?

Is it the lies?

Is it the days into nights

Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights