Red Flags Look Like Roses

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About this song

A young woman keeps praying for Mr. Right, keeps falling for every wrong one, and can't figure out why it never works out. Tongue-in-cheek 90s country pop.

Lyrics

[Intro]
[Instrumental - fiddle and twangy guitar]

[Verse 1 - Female Vocal, playful]
There was Danny with a Camaro and a cigarette grin
Said he'd call me in the morning, never called again
Then a drummer named Jesse played me one sweet song
Had a wife in Amarillo that he never brought along

[Pre-Chorus]
Now Steven from the choir calls exactly when he said
Brings my mama fresh tomatoes, bless his heart, he's sweet as bread
But there's no fire, there's no thunder, there's no lightning in the night
So I'm back down at the honky-tonk still looking for Mr. Right

[Chorus]
Red flags look like roses in the moonlight
Bad boys look like angels in the rain
I keep praying for a good man, Mr. Right
Then I'm dancing with the devil once again
Must be Cupid with a crooked aim
'Cause Lord knows I'm not the one to blame

[Verse 2]
Then came Bobby on a Harley, said he lived out on the road
Turned out the road meant my sofa and the credit card he owed
And Travis wrote me poems on the back of his parole
Said I'd save him from himself, and I swallowed it whole

[Pre-Chorus]
My sister says I've got a type, I tell her she's insane
It's just bad timing, it's bad luck, it's the moon, it's the rain
Then a fella with a neck tattoo winks at me from the bar
Says "Darlin', you look lonely," and I'm climbing in his car

[Chorus]
Red flags look like roses in the moonlight
Bad boys look like angels in the rain
I keep praying for a good man, Mr. Right
Then I'm dancing with the devil once again
Must be Cupid with a crooked aim
'Cause Lord knows I'm not the one to blame

[Bridge - Female Vocal, softer]
All I want's a man who's honest, who calls when he says he will
Who's sweet to my mama, who loves me standing still
Who sings in church on Sunday and would never make me cry
[Spoken]
Huh. That sounds a little like... nah.
[Sung]
Somebody else. Some other guy.

[Final Chorus - full band]
Red flags look like roses in the moonlight
Bad boys look like angels in the rain
I keep praying for a good man, Mr. Right
Then I'm dancing with the devil once again
Must be Cupid with a crooked aim
'Cause Lord knows I'm not the one to blame
No, Lord knows I'm not the one to blame

[Outro]
Mr. Right, Mr. Right
Where you hiding tonight?
[Spoken]
Ooh. Who's the one with the eyepatch?
[End]

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