D Linde / T Cain - Combine Music Corp - BMI

I was movin' up an old dusty road,
I wasn't botherin' nobody, I wasn't botherin' a soul
I saw a woman's picture on a wanted sign,
She had the face of an angel and the eyes of a child
So I moved a little closer, just to dig her face,
I wondered why was it hangin' now, in this lonely place?
There was fine threads hangin' beneath her face, like clothes hangin' on a line
I said watch out man, 'cause this pretty girl is guilty of an awful crime
She'll take your love, she'll stand you up, she'll make you feel ten feet tall
She cuts you down, you hit the ground, you and your heart of gold
They call her the love, the love rustler, yeah
They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
Love rustler, ooh yeah
So I moved on up, on in to town, just to see if this rustler, if she could be found
Well lo' and behold, to my surprise, she laid a kiss on me, hotter than a brandin' iron
She came on tough, and she came on strong,
She cowtied my soul, now I can't leave here alone
And when she told me to buck, I bucked, she told me to moo, I mooed
When she told to jump, I jumped, she told me to woo, I wooed
She ran her spurs into my mind, she rode me in to the ground
If I had the will or strength, I'd crawl on out of town
They call her the love, love, the love rustler Oh yeah!
They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
Love rustler, oh yeah!
They call her the love, love, love, love, love, love,love, love,
Love rustler, oooh!
Oh, the love, the love rustler do you feel alright? oh yeah
Yippy yi yi yi, oh yeah
C'mon baby, c'mon baby Lay that kiss on me now, lay that kiss on me right now,
Whoo! It feels so good! It feels so good!
I'm talkin' 'bout love, love, love - Love, love, love -
I'm talkin' 'bout love, yeah! I'm talkin' 'bout love, yeah!
I'm talkin' 'bout love, ooh, yeah! I'm talkin' 'bout love, ooh, yeah! Alright
The love rustler! The love rustler!
She runs her spurs into my mind I just can't leave her behind
She makes me feel like - ooh! - she makes me feel like ridin' off into the sunset -
yippie-yi-yi-yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi - yi Oh yeah!
Ooh! She's so rude! She's so rude! And I'm in the mood for something rude!