Lyrics Marty Stuart

Marty Stuart

Arlene

Rollin' down the highway,

Runnin' by the cotton fields

Saw a sign I know I want to see again

Pretty young woman wearing skin-tight britches

And a t-shirt wetter than a snakeskin

Somebody said her name was Arlene

And her daddy is a shotgun toting

Kind of country man

I just said "what was that name again"

Ain't nobody gonna scare me away

Gonna hold my breath till I take her away

Arlene, hey are you comin' into town

Arlene, don't let your daddy tie you down

When you're sneaking out that window baby

Don't you make a sound

Do you want to boogie, are you into fool,

Fool, foolin' around

Well daddy ain't a working,

He's a sitting in lawn chair

Chewin on a mighty plug of Redman

Pretty as a picture and

He's got her chopping cotton

Like a convict sweating on a chain gang

Somebody oughta break her out of that scene

She's enough to make you want to do the old man in

Hey, what was that name again

Ain't no use in tryin' to settle me down

I'm a fool, I'm a downright clown clown for Arlene

Arlene, hey are you comin' into town

Arlene, don't let your daddy tie you down

When you're sneaking out that window baby

Don't you make a sound

Do you want to boogie, are you into fool,

Fool, foolin' around

Sitting in a bacco patch feeling like a weasel

I'm a waitin' on the lights to go dim

Wonderin' if my backside might be

Full of bullet shots

Before she gets away from him

Ain't nobody gonna scare me away

Gonna hold my breath till I take her away

Arlene, hey are you comin' into town

Arlene, don't let your daddy tie you down

When you're sneaking out that window baby

Don't you make a sound

Do you want to boogie, are you into fool,

Fool, foolin' around

When you're sneaking out that window baby

Don't you make a sound

Do you want to boogie, are you into fool,

Fool, foolin' around

Come on Arlene

I see you got that red dress on

This is it