Cowboy boots, Wrangler jeans,
Beer for breakfast, steak and beans.
The big city always makes her feel so small.
Nine to six, five days a week.
Nothing expensive, mostly cheap,
But enough for a t** job and a pickup truck on lease (with option to buy).
All alone at the rodeo;
Two-step lessons are so, so far away for a fat cowgirl.
Her old boyfriend Bud used to kick her a**.
He's in jail now; she misses his sweet smile.
"He was a great guy before he gave me a black eye."
She always cries to her favorite songs
About drinking and cheating and sleeping around,
Fighting and lying and being broke,
Dancing and Jesus and feeling down. I bet she's feeling down right about now.
Ride it now, baby, ride it.
Beer for breakfast, steak and beans.
The big city always makes her feel so small.
Nine to six, five days a week.
Nothing expensive, mostly cheap,
But enough for a t** job and a pickup truck on lease (with option to buy).
All alone at the rodeo;
Two-step lessons are so, so far away for a fat cowgirl.
Her old boyfriend Bud used to kick her a**.
He's in jail now; she misses his sweet smile.
"He was a great guy before he gave me a black eye."
She always cries to her favorite songs
About drinking and cheating and sleeping around,
Fighting and lying and being broke,
Dancing and Jesus and feeling down. I bet she's feeling down right about now.
Ride it now, baby, ride it.