Horizontal - Alejandro Escovedo

Oh lucky day, lucky day, lucky day

She finally walked my way

You know she sauntered up to me

Kissed me on the lips today

Oh hazel eyes, hazel eyes

When you look at me

Oh hazel eyes, hazel eyes

You know you make me feel like a king

I wanna see what you’ve seen

I wanna be who you’ve been

I wanna go where you go

'Cause that’s alright

Oh my name is horizontal

I live in hidalgos hair

If I receive any love letters from Galveston

Won’t you please send them there

There will be a thousand guitars

No one’s gonna complain about the noise up there

For it’s the love that we make

The love that we take

And the love that we make

And the love that we take

Oh my name is horizontal

I live in hidalgos hair

If I receive any love letters from Galveston

Won’t you please send them there

Oh my name is horizontal

I live in hidalgos hair

If I receive any love letters from Galveston

Won’t you please send them there

And that’s alright

And that’s alright

And that’s alright

And that’s alright