I'm not crazy about country-western music. But the lyrics are good. "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy" is pretty clever.
Freedom to rock, freedom to talk. Freedom, raise your fist and yell.
Welcome to my nightmare, I think your going to like it.
You ain't no Hepburn and I ain't no Fonda, but if you were drowning in Golden Ponda, mouth to mouth I'd resuscitate you.
I'm not crazy about country-western music. But the lyrics are good.
Women on the streets want money when we meet. I take them for a little ride, chop, chop, chop.