O Paridise

Words & Music by Fred Knipe / Southwest Words & Music (BMI)


She pulled the car off to the side
And then she offered him a ride
She had golden arms and a golden bottle
And then she offered him a ride



And he thinks he’s in paradise
Oh, paradise
He thinks he’s in paradise
But he’s almost on the road again



There was a lady in the door
There were some babies on the floor
There was a phone and a bed and a radio
And the sun was going down once more



And he thinks he’s in paradise
Oh, paradise
He thinks he’s in paradise
But he’s almost on the road again



He thought he had a little time
He’s got some words that’s s’posed to rhyme
He knows a thousand songs about a thousand women
And now he’s sung nine ninety nine



And he thinks he’s in paradise
Oh paradise
He thinks he’s in paradise
But he‘s almost on the road again