Lonesome Cowboy Burt
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JIMMY CARL BLACK (singing):
My name is Burtram
I am a Redneck
All my friends,
They call me Burt
MARK and HOWARD:
HI, BURT!
JIMMY:
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
N'teeth like pearls
Wanna love 'em all
Wanna love 'em dearly
Wann pretty girl,
I'll even pay . ..
I d buy 'em furs,
I'd buy 'em jewelry ...
I know they like me,
Here's what I'll 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 . . .
MARK and HOWARD:
He's LONESOME COWBOY BURT
Don'tcha get his feelin's hurt
JIMMY:
Come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste,
N'you can sit on my face,
Where's my waitress?
MARK and HOWARD:
Burtram, Burtram Redneck
Burtram, Burtram Redneck
JIMMY:
I'm an awful nice guy
I sweat all day in the sun
I'm a roofer by trade,
Quite a bundle I've made,
I'm a unionized roofin' old
Son-of-a-gun
MARK and HOWARD:
He's a unionized roofin' old
Son-of-a-gun
JIMMY:
When I get off, I get plastered
I drink till I fall onna floor,
Find me some Communist bastard
N'stomp on his face till he don't
Move no more
MARK and HOWARD:
He stomps on his face till he don't
Move no more
JIMMY:
I fuss an' I cuss an' I keep on drinkin'
Till my eyes puff up an' turn red
I drool on m'shirt
I see if he's hurt I
Then I kick him again in the head, let's
EVERYBODY:
Kick him again in the head, boys
Kick him again in the head, now
Kick him again in the head!
JIMMY:
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 . . .
MARK and HOWARD:
He's Lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don'tcha get his feelin's hurt
JIMMY:
Well, come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste,
N'you can sit on my face,
Where's my waitress?
OPAL, YOU HOT LITTLE BITCH!
My name is Burtram
I am a Redneck
All my friends,
They call me Burt
MARK and HOWARD:
HI, BURT!
JIMMY:
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
N'teeth like pearls
Wanna love 'em all
Wanna love 'em dearly
Wann pretty girl,
I'll even pay . ..
I d buy 'em furs,
I'd buy 'em jewelry ...
I know they like me,
Here's what I'll 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 . . .
MARK and HOWARD:
He's LONESOME COWBOY BURT
Don'tcha get his feelin's hurt
JIMMY:
Come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste,
N'you can sit on my face,
Where's my waitress?
MARK and HOWARD:
Burtram, Burtram Redneck
Burtram, Burtram Redneck
JIMMY:
I'm an awful nice guy
I sweat all day in the sun
I'm a roofer by trade,
Quite a bundle I've made,
I'm a unionized roofin' old
Son-of-a-gun
MARK and HOWARD:
He's a unionized roofin' old
Son-of-a-gun
JIMMY:
When I get off, I get plastered
I drink till I fall onna floor,
Find me some Communist bastard
N'stomp on his face till he don't
Move no more
MARK and HOWARD:
He stomps on his face till he don't
Move no more
JIMMY:
I fuss an' I cuss an' I keep on drinkin'
Till my eyes puff up an' turn red
I drool on m'shirt
I see if he's hurt I
Then I kick him again in the head, let's
EVERYBODY:
Kick him again in the head, boys
Kick him again in the head, now
Kick him again in the head!
JIMMY:
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 . . .
MARK and HOWARD:
He's Lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don'tcha get his feelin's hurt
JIMMY:
Well, come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste,
N'you can sit on my face,
Where's my waitress?
OPAL, YOU HOT LITTLE BITCH!
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