Lyrics
Dressed as a cowboy on top of a hill
it's sadder than it probably sounds
He gets lovely the more he's ill,
don't o.d. on him now
Dressed as a woman with horrible hair
and singing to the birds in town
Who goes walking through traffic out there,
what they say about you?
Married to me is a hungry son
who wants to push me from the second floor
We're so disco we can't get on
in this world anymore
Dressed as a cowboy in a permanent
gag it's sadder than it probably sounds
So ******* what if he's licking the bag,
ar..hahaha..
ar..r ha,is it true
what they say about you two?
it's sadder than it probably sounds
He gets lovely the more he's ill,
don't o.d. on him now
Dressed as a woman with horrible hair
and singing to the birds in town
Who goes walking through traffic out there,
what they say about you?
Married to me is a hungry son
who wants to push me from the second floor
We're so disco we can't get on
in this world anymore
Dressed as a cowboy in a permanent
gag it's sadder than it probably sounds
So ******* what if he's licking the bag,
ar..hahaha..
ar..r ha,is it true
what they say about you two?
