Letra de A different kind of knight

Can I cut in on a dance?
You ain´t gonna find what you´re lookin´ for
In that little Mexican.

You can´t mix your tears
With those from an agave plant,
You see I´ve danced with him myself
And he´s never been a friend.

You go believin´ in your Lancelot
Well it´s all in vain
And you´re chasin´ picket fences,
There´s always hell to pay.
I met many a girl in here
With the same story line
All them boys on those white horses
Don´t know how to ride.

But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free.
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline.
See I´m a different kind of knight,
You´re gonna find your fairy tales are lies.
I don´t have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride.

She said, "I´m tired of living life in a romance book
I think chivalry´s dead
And I ain´t gonna look
For them roundtable boys on the white horse
That can´t get the story right."
I said, "as luck would have it
I was tossed by the throne
I let my Marion down
Some years ago
And I traded my coat of arms
For a guitar and some broken yellow lines."

But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free.
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline.
See I´m a different kind of knight,
You´re gonna find your fairy tales are lies.
I don´t have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride.

She kinda shifted in her seat a little bit
The thought of every eye on her bee-stung lips
And she raised that glass and the lime
And she kissed him goodbye.
She said, "promise me you´ll take it slow
And swear no talk of tomorrow
And when you feel me tighten around you
Well you can let the hammer down."

And I got a paint outside with enough giddyup
To be free.
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
And a hint of gasoline.
See I´m a different kind of knight,
You´re gonna find your fairy tales are all lies.
I don´t have a white horse
But you can come along for the ride.