"White Horse in her hip pocket, and wolfhound at her feet" (Richard Thompson - Beeswing)

"Oh, you should have seen the punch up when I brought my bleedin' lunch up" (Brian Damage - Torresmolinos)

"Well, her jeans they get like a wet saddle blanket,
And her boots are like you'd figure, and her car is full of hay,
Horses, humans, if she had to rank it,
You'd bet on them that canter and them that need fly spray" (Jonathan Richman - Since She Started To Ride)

By the way, to make sense, the subject of this thread should be "Songs you wish you'd written". Watch those subjunctives!

Yours pedantically,

Melodeonboy