She Looked Real Soft
Eva-Lynn she
Was plenty tough
And she looked real soft
But she liked it rough

A barrel ridin’ gal
At the rodeos
And she felt real soft
Without her clothes

Eva-Lynn, she
Had an evil mind
And she spoke real soft
But she liked to whine

Her gift she said
Was looking good
And she touched real soft
But was hard as wood

Eva-Lynn she
Would love me forever
And she kissed me so soft
But she really meant never

She started talkin’
Behind my back
And her lies started soft
As she made her attack

Eva-Lynn she
Said I had other gals
And her tears were soft
But she knew they were pals

She spread all her lies
All over the place
And her tear cloth was soft
It was made of French lace

Eva-Lynn she
Made a real bad mistake
My heart it is soft
But lyin’ shit I won’t take

I bad mouthed her good
To her friends and mine too
I kicked her real soft
In the butt with my shoe

Eva-Lynn she
Flew out  the front door
With her suitcase so soft
That damn lyin’ whore

I may be real nice
But she just couldn’t win
Cause it’s just not that soft
The Evil in Eva-Lynn