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| Kid Rock Miscellaneous Cowboy Well I'm a' packin up my game and I'm a head out west Where real women come equipped wit' scripts and fake breasts find a nest in the hills chill like flynt buy an old drop-top find a spot to pimp Then I'm a' Kid Rock it up and down ya' block with a bottle of scotch and watch lots a crotch buy a yacht with a flag that say's "Chillin' the most" then rock that bitch up and down the coast give a toast to the sun drink with the stars get thrown in the mix and get tossed outta bars Sift to Tiajuana I wanna rome find motown telephones and come back home start an escort service for all the right reasons and set up shop at the top of four seasons Kid Rock and I'm the Real Mccoy and i'm headed out west sucker cuz I wanna be a Chorus: Kid Rock Cowboy Baby With the top let down and the sunshine shinin' West Coast Chillin' while the boone's whinen I wanna be a Cowboy Baby Ride At night cause I sleep all day Cowboy Baby, I can smell a pig from a mile away I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin when my train rolls in It goes"hooy-hooy-hooy" Like dust in the wind Stoned pimp, stoned brew, stoned out of my mind I once was lost but now I'm just blind Palm trees and weed Scabbed knees and rice get a map to the stars find heidi flice and if the price is right then i'm gonna make my bid and let Californi-A Know why they call me Chorus: Yeahhh Kid Rock you can call me Tex Rollin' sunset women with a bootle of becks See a slimy in a vette Roll down my glass And said "Yeah this dick fits right in yo ass" No kiddin', gun slingin', spurs hittin' the floor call me hoss,I'm the boss, with the sauce, and the horse no remorse for the sheriff and his eye aint right I'm a paint his town red Then I'm a' paint his wife white Cause chaos Rock like Amedeus Got west coast pussy for my Detroit playas mack like mayors ball like lakers they told us to leave but bet they couldn't make us why they wanna pick on me lock me up and throw away my key I ain't no cheat I'm just a regular failure I'm not straight out a' compton I'm straight out the trailer cuss like a sailor Drink like a mick my only words of wisdom are this "Radio Edit" I'm takin' my pick up and down that and keep on truckin' till' I fall in the ocean Chorus: |
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