Dancehall "girl" Rosie Velez, lost in the desert, is helped to safety by gunman Abel Wood. In the town of Chili Verde, at the saloon of Marguerita Ventura, a word of a treasure in gold brings Abel into conflict with outlaw Hard Case Williams and his gang. Written by
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He Rode The West... The Girls Rode The Rest! Together They Ravaged The Land!
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[Big Ed comes in the room to see Hardcase Williams tied up and naked on the bed
Mr. Williams, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Think nothing of it. It's just an early morning condition. A lot of men get it. Would you untie me?
[impressed by his erection
Oh, my goodness!
Lady, this is no time to be pointing an accusing finger.
At least it's only my finger that's pointing!
Referenced in In Bad Taste
These Lips Were Made For Kissin'
Music & Lyrics by Karen Hart
Arranged & Conducted by Peter Matz
Performed by Divine See more