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 'N 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 'N 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 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 onna floor Find me some Communist bastard 'N 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, 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 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 A-don'tcha get his feelin's hurt) Yeah . . . but 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!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
