Oklahoma Backroom Dancer
    by Michael Nesmith
    She's always appearing with a band of renown
  You want to go and see her when you're feeling down
  She's a breathtaking spectacle, with guaranteed hope
  She'll make you feel good, 'cause she's the best thing since soap
  She'll greet you in the alley with a .45 smile [or fortified smile]
  She's the original sideshow and she's got her own style.
    Pardon my baby, she got to have her fun
  Yes, I say, pardon my baby, she got to have her fun
  'Cause she's a Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run.
    Now, she dances on air just like Superman's child
  Like a filter-tip cig-rette, she's wild but she's mild
  She's more fun than Colorado, and more far-out than Maine
  She comes on like thunder and she's more right than rain
  She's the mother of earth, and the goddess of thirst
  She's the chicken and the egg and whichever came first.
    Pardon my baby, she got to have her chance
  Oh, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her chance.
  'Cause she's a Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her dance.
    Yeah, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her fun
  Yeah, I say pardon my baby, she got to have her fun
  Yes, she's a Oklahoma backroom dancer, watch her run.
    Woooo! My, My!