Frank Zappa - Lonesome Cowboy Burt lyrics
Frank Vincent Zappa [Baltimore, Maryland, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Frank Zappa - Lonesome Cowboy Burt lyrics]
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!
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!