WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE
A roadster driving down a railroad track
Only one damn fool crazy enough to do that
Yeah that’s T.L. laying on the horn
Laughing at the squares since the days he’s born
There’s a girl jumping fences on a pony bareback
She borrowed from the circus never gave it back
Daddy buys what she wants, she gets her way
When her daddy say whoa, he gonna hear her say
Can’t stop, won’t stop, you slow down
You’ve been hearing her name all over town
Can’t stop, won’t stop, that’s for sure
Somebody else will have to mind the store
He’s got a brass nameplate on his door
He’s got a one and some zeros, six or more
But banks and debits and credits and such
Nah, interest didn’t interest him too much
The girl’s walking with her folks on a downtown street
His dad said, “that’s the kind a girl you ought to meet”
So he drove to her house, brought his violin
Played Schubert’s Serenade to reel her in
Can’t stop, won’t stop, you slow down
You’ve been hearing his name all over town
Can’t stop, won’t stop, that’s for sure
Somebody else will have to mind the store
There’s a baseball game between rival towns
Ours is full of pro ringers from all around
They were hired by T.L. with the payroll cash
With odds of ten to one, he paid it back
There’s a boy in St. Louis, her fiance
“Ah forget that guy,” she heard T.L. say
“Let’s run off to Texas, get married tonight”
The news was rockin’ St Louis by the morning light
Oh, they can’t stop, won’t stop, you slow down
They’ve been hearing their names all over town
Can’t stop, won’t stop, that’s the score
Somebody else will have to mind the store
She got so tired before the baby came
But saloons and casinos still called his name
Now he was jumping fences, riding bareback
When she called from home, he just hollered back
Oh can’t stop, won’t stop, you slow down
She’s been hearing his name all over town
Can’t stop, won’t stop, that’s for sure
Somebody else will have to mind the store
Now she’s divorced and remarried out in L.A.
The last she heard he’s down Mexico way
In her head, when a violin plays
He’s smiling in a roadster and she hears him say
Can’t stop, won’t stop, you slow down
She’s hearing his name in every town
Can’t stop, won’t stop, that’s the score
Somebody else will have to mind the store
Can’t stop, won’t stop
Can’t stop, won’t stop
Can’t stop, won’t stop
Can’t stop, won’t stop
© 2022 Owen Temple Music (BMI)
