Cowboy...cowboy

Well I'm packing up my game and I'm head out west
Where real women equipped scripts ant fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills chill like flynt
Buy an old drop top find a spot to pimp
And I'm a kid rock it up and down your block
With a bottle on scotch and watch lots of crotch
Buy a yacht with a flag sayin' chilling 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 tossed out of bars
Slip to tiajuana...i wanna roam
Find the old town chillin fools then come back home
Start an escort service,for all the right reasons
And set up a shot at the top of four seasons
Kid rock and I'm the real mccoy
And I'm headin' out west sucker...because I wanna be a

Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy baby
Weast coast chillin with the boone's wine
I wanna be a cowboy baby
Ridin' 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 (whistle) like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp,stoned freak,stoned out of my mind
I once was lost,but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds,scampees and rice
Get a map to the stars,find heidi fleiss
And if the price is right I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let cali-for-ny-ae why they call me

Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shining
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin with the boone's wine
I wanna be a cowboy baby
Ridin' at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby