Different Kind Of Knight lyrics - Christian Kane
Can I cut in on a dance? You ain't gonna find what you're lookin' for In that little Mexican. You can't mix your tears With those from an agave plant, You see I've danced with him myself And he's never been a friend. You go believin' in your Lancelot Well it's all in vain And you're chasin' picket fences, There's always hell to pay. I met many a girl in here With the same story line- All them boys on those white horses Don't know how to ride. But I got a paint outside with enough giddyup To be free. I got a faint smell of cheap perfume And a hint of gasoline. See I'm a different kind of knight, You're gonna find your fairy tales are lies. I don't have a white horse But you can come along for the ride. She said, "I'm tired of living life in a romance book I think chivalry's dead And I ain't gonna look For them roundtable boys on the white horse That can't get the story right....