Sarah Buxton lyrics : "Cowboys"
this place is pathetic.
These pretty boys are more made up than me.
They got color in their hair.
Nobodies drinkin' beer,
'cause they're too concerned about 100 calories.
[CHOURS]
Where are the cowboys?
The yippie yow boys?
Tell me girls, I wanna know.
Don't want no soft hands,
I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.
Where'd all the cowboys go?
My life is gettin' full of metrosexuals.
Prissy & Primping, over accessorized.
Those fussy clothers they wear,
I can't get them outta here.
I wanna be the princess.
Ladies can I get a witness?
[CHOURS]
Where are the cowboys?
The yippie yow boys?
Tell me girls, I wanna know.
Don't want no soft hands,
I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.
Where'd all the cowboys go?
Muscle up- Muddy truck- Testosterone.
Tanned to the touch in hottess.
Grungy to the bone.
[CHOURS until end]
Where are the cowboys?
The yippie yow boys?
Tell me girls, I wanna know.
Don't want no soft hands,
I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.
Where'd all the cowboys go?
Where are the cowboys?
The yippie yow boys?
Tell me girls, I wanna know.
Don't want no soft hands,
I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.
Where'd all the cowboys go?
Where are the cowboys?
The yippie yow boys?
Tell me girls, I wanna know.
Don't want no soft hands,
I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.
Where'd all the cowboys go?
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