Somebody breathin´ down my neck
While I´m tryin´ to roll the bones
I don´t care I´ll just float a check
Cause I´m feelin´ my gamblin´ Jones
Here come seven, gimme eleven come again
Love to hideout where I am my own best friend

There´s crazy little Linda Lou
With the long and lanky legs
Nobody do it like Linda do
At these backwoods lone star dregs
Like I told you, head out FM 92
Roll in slowly, you´ll be safer if you do

If you don´t know what I´m talkin´ about
Let me ease your worried mind
It´s the place to go without a doubt
But it´s a little bit hard to find
Back in the timber, once you´re there
You´ll wanna stay
Get loose and limber anytime night or day
Just remember, ask for the Avalon hideaway