Steven Lee Olsen - Eastwood

Cheap scotch no ice
Half-lit cigarette
To take the edge off tonight
Those doors swing wide
And suddenly you're pullin' me
Into the crossfire

Tell me when did this bar turn into
A cowboy showdown old saloon
Making midnight feel like high noon
Look at you

You got me all wild wild west
And puffing out my chest
It's every man for himself in this room

You're a wanted woman
And every guy in here's gunnin'
But honey hold on I'm gonna rescue you
Like Eastwood would, would
Like Clint Eastwood would, would

They'll all fall
By last call
Like a bunch of boys that
Brought knives to a gun fight
Oh and before that gun smoke clears
I'ma get you out of here
Be the last man standin' tall

You got me all wild wild west
And puffing out my chest
It's every man for himself in this room

You're a wanted woman
And every guy in here's gunnin'
But honey hold on I'm gonna rescue you
Like Eastwood would, would
Like Clint Eastwood would, would

You got that ride off
In the sunset kinda smile
That kills

If I gotta roll up my sleeves
Roll in like Eastwood, I will
You know I will

You got me all wild wild west
And puffing out my chest
It's every man for himself in this room

You're a wanted woman
And every guy in here's gunnin'
But honey hold on I'm gonna rescue you
Like Eastwood would, would
Like Clint Eastwood would, would

Like Eastwood would, would
Like Eastwood would, would

Written by:
Steven Lee Olsen, David Garcia, Joshua Miller

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