Just when I say
"Boy we can't miss
You are golden"

Then you do this
You say this guy is so cool
snapping his fingers like a fool

One more expensive kiss-off
Who do you think I am?
Lord I know you're a special friend

But you don't seem to understand
We got heavy rollers
I think you should know

Try again tomorrow

Can't you see they're laughing at me

Get rid off him
I don't care what you do at home
Would you care to explain


Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing

In your spangled leather poncho
And your elevator shoes
Bodacious cowboys

Such as your friend
Will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome


What I tell you
Back down the line

I'll scratch your back
You can scratch mine
No he can't sleep on the floor

What do you think I'm yelling for
I'll drop him near the freeway
Doesn't he have a home


Lord I know you're a special friend
But you refuse to understand

You're a nasty schoolboy
With no place to go
Try again tomorrow


Don't tell me he'll wait in the car
Look at you

Holding hands with the man from Rio
Would you care to explain


Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing
In your spangled leather poncho

With the studs that match your eyes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend

Will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome