Westby
Kathleen Edwards Lyrics


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Got your little secret no I will not tell
You're trying to sober up in the highway motel
And my hands are covered with your smell
You begged me to stay and sing you a song
I dance dirty for you 'cause it turns you on
And I'm a little bleeder with white pants on

And if you weren't so old I'd probably keep you
If you weren't so old I'd tell my friends
But I don't think your wife would like my friends

I've got a hit for everyday of the week
I gave you something of mine that was so sweet
That I've been holding on to since I was sixteen
You call me Danny and I call you Mable




You passed out so I flicked through cable
And I stole your gold watch off the bed-side table

Overall Meaning

The song "Westby" by Kathleen Edwards is a mournful ballad that tells the story of a young woman who finds herself in a motel room with an older man who has a wife, trying to sober up from alcohol. The singer has a secret that she will not reveal, and she decides to dance provocatively for the man because it turns him on. She also takes his gold watch from the bed-side table while he was passed out. The lyrics evoke a sense of sadness and desperation, as the singer seems to be trapped in a cycle of self-destructive behavior.


The chorus of the song provides an interesting twist, with the line "If you weren't so old I'd probably keep you." This line suggests that the singer may have some level of affection for the older man, despite the fact that he is married and much older than her. She recognizes that their relationship is taboo, and if he were younger, she might consider pursuing something more meaningful with him. However, she also acknowledges that his wife would likely not approve of their relationship.


Line by Line Meaning

Got your little secret no I will not tell
I am aware of your secret, but I promise not to reveal it to anyone.


You're trying to sober up in the highway motel
You're attempting to get rid of your intoxication at the motel beside the road.


And my hands are covered with your smell
The scent left by you is stuck to my hands.


You begged me to stay and sing you a song
You requested me to remain with you and sing a song.


I dance dirty for you 'cause it turns you on
I perform ungraceful moves as it gives you arousal.


And I'm a little bleeder with white pants on
I am bleeding with visible stains despite wearing white pants.


And if you weren't so old I'd probably keep you
I like you, and would have been in a love relationship if there wasn't any age difference.


If you weren't so old I'd tell my friends
I would inform my buddies about our relationship if there was no gap of age between us.


But I don't think your wife would like my friends
Your better half might not approve of my company.


I've got a hit for everyday of the week
I have a specific drug plan for each day of the week.


I gave you something of mine that was so sweet
I gifted something so pleasing that belonged to me.


That I've been holding on to since I was sixteen
Something that I've preserved since I was sixteen years old.


You call me Danny and I call you Mable
You refer to me as Danny, and I call you Mable.


You passed out so I flicked through cable
You fell asleep, and thus I switched channels on the TV.


And I stole your gold watch off the bed-side table
I took your gold watch from the nightstand.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: KATHLEEN MARGARET EDWARDS

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