She Was a Doorman Songtext
von Ana Popović

Deserted streets on 4th of July
Fireworks and flags
Booby trap on stage
Cardboard walls and rags

Business in the front
Party in the back
Corn dogs for dinner
Car stereo for the P.A

She was a doorman
Owner, sound man
And a microwave chef, ah-ha ooh!

She was a she-man, she-man
Ah yes, she was taking care of the band

Budweiser neon lights
Stonewashed jeans and overalls
Regulars at the bar
Society in the back


Honky-Tonk junk
Back-alley funk
She serves warm beer
Straight from her trunk

She was a doorman
Owner, sound man
And a microwave chef

Oh! She was a she-man, ah-ha
She was taking care of the band

She was a doorman
Owner, sound man
And a microwave chef

Yay! She was a she-man
She was taking care of the band

Mic′s shocking
Lines poppin'
Catch it on the fly
Duct tape on everything
Barely getting by

She got cash in her bra
She loves it on her skin
She′ll be right here tomorrow night
To do it all again


She was a doorman
Owner, sound man
And a microwave chef, ah ooh yeah!

She was a she-man, she-man
She was taking care of the band

Oh yeah!

Oh!

Oh! She was a doorman
Owner, sound man
And a microwave chef, ah-ha ooh!

Oh! She was a she-man, she-man
She was taking care of