Hustler

She was a hustler

She could sing a tune

She'd make you feel alone in a crowded room

From the stage to the bar

She'd move like the queen of hearts

And through the lusty cigarette blown

I still remember

That look on her face

As the crowd dissolved away

And the desert wind

It came on blowin' in

That's when I heard the barman say

She's a hustler

But awfully soon

We found ourselves alone in a quiet room

And there in the dark

It was so hard to tell 'm apart

From the shadows in the morning dew

She was a hustler with her Indian braids

And the booby traps she laid

But the sweetest hell

Was in the morning when we leave the smells

Of the desperate love we made

I won't name any names

Don't ask me to

I won't name any names

She was a hustler

But she could sing a tune

And make you feel alone in a crowded room

And there on that bar

That's where the names are carved

Of every sucker she's been through

And don't make me just a name

Don't make me just a name

Don't leave me lost in a desert of names

Don't leave me lost in a valley of raves

Don't leave me lost in a desert of names