Dancing in the kitchen 
Sad cowboy music and coffee brewing
You can’t tell if you’re dreaming
you’ve accepted it
the women you see swaying 
Will become your salvation 
or damnation
You don’t care 
bevause eithier way you’ve had your taste of heaven 
in this little house in the hills
dancing in the kitchen
syaying up late 
flipping pancakes onto plastic plates.
have your prayers been answered 
You take it all in 
before the music stops again