Lonesome Cowboy Burt
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My name is Burtram, I am a redneck
All my friends they call me "Burt" (Hi, Burt!)
All my family from down in Texas
Make their livin' diggin' dirt
Come out here to Californy
Just to find me some pretty girls
Ones I seen gets me so horny
Ruby lips and teeth like pearls
Wanna love 'em all, wanna love 'em dearly
Wanna pretty girl, I'll even pay!
I'll buy 'em furs, I'll buy 'em jewelry
I know they like me, here's what I say
I'm lonesome Cowboy Burt
Speakin' atcha
Come smell my fringe-y shirt
Reekin' atcha
My cowboy pants, my cowboy dance
My bold advance on this here waitress
Yodel-oh-oo-pee-hey
Yodel-oh-oo-pee!
(He's lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don'tcha get his feelings hurt)
Come on in this place and I'll buy you a taste
You can sit on my face, where's my waitress?
Burtram, Burtram redneck
Burtram, Burtram redneck
I'm an awful nice guy
Sweat all day in the sun
Roofer by trade, quite a bundle I've made
I'm a unionized roofin' old son-of-a-gun
(He's a unionized roofin' old son-of-a-gun!)
When I get off, I get plastered
Drink till I fall on the floor
Find me some Communist bastard
And stomp on his face till he don't move no more
(He stomps on his face till he don't move no more!)
I fuss and I cuss and I keep on drinkin'
Till my eyes puff up and turn red
I drool on my shirt, I see if he's hurt
Kick him again in the head (Yes!)
Kick him again in the head (Boys!)
Kick him again in the head (Now!)
(Kick him again in the head!)
Lonesome Cowboy Burt
Speakin' atcha
Come smell my fringe-y shirt
Reekin' atcha
My cowboy pants, my cowboy dance
My bold advance, on this here waitress
Yodel-oh-oo-pee-yeh
Yodel-oh-oo-pee!
(He's lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don'tcha get his feelings hurt)
Well come on in this place and I'll buy you a taste
And you can sit on my face, where's my waitress?
Opal you hot little bitch!