I think it's that girlfriend
I'm a failed country
You're in it for one

And western yodeller
You're in it for two
Trying our hands

You're in it for two
I'm in it for two
Delivery girl

And that's for starters
I say what harm can
And hunt that bootleg

One little sip do

At something so new

Even hunt a few
Years of brylcreeming
A couple of bars

Nearly grown out hair
You make your come back
You sign the contract

Into a ducks' $$#
With a paperback
Delivery girl

You sign the contract
You make the soundtrack
And hunt that bootleg