Tekster:
Cowboy Mouth Uh Oh

Did you get what you wanted when you told me goodbye? Did you get what you thought you needed to make a grown man cry? Now there's a hungry look inside

Have you ever felt the thunder inside your heart? Holding onto all the shit that's going to tear you apart Till you done free yourself there ain't a brand

you teach me the meaning of fear Here comes trouble And trouble is all I see Here comes trouble The trouble looks good to me I can feel your mouth

your red ass nipple on your red neck titty Bitch I'm rollin down south With a swisher sweet hangin out my mouth And sport a hank allen cowboy hat But

and ...) Ooohhhh, Ernie, what are you doing now? (Mouth wider than ever in shock) Ernie: Oh, I gotta carry it out here, Bert ... I put the fish in ... to ... the cowboy

it down, freak it anyway you want son, uh Is he really real with the skill son, uh? Did he make a mill with the skill son, uh? Gotta make 'em dance in

go have a beer together (Oh) We should try it (Let's see some money) Uh its the end of our record uh Thank you If your still here than you are more queer

Uh huh) And hoe you's a bitch (That's right) Everybody knows that you's a funky funky bitch (Come again y'all) Bitch you's a hoe (Uh huh) And hoe you'