When you hear that i'm a cowboy, and i work the cattle trail.
You probably assume i'm big and tough (big and tough)
But the trail's worn me down, i don't want to hang around
I've just about had enough (had enough)
You see i like a nice cup of expresso,
And i like to read my people magazine
I co-ordinate my chaps, but everybody laughs
And say they don't like that shade of green

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Oh no, it's true, i'm a sensitive cowboy and i don't know what to do
Oh no, it's kinda strange, i'm the last sensitive cowboy on the range

Well i try to eat a healthy, balanced diet
But they all eat their brown beans from the can
They all have to smoke about six packs a day
You'd think they was the marlboro man (*cough* smooth!)
And they don't like to go to see the opera
On friday nights when they get paid
And they don't help me bring in the hanging plants
Every time there's a native american raid

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(spoken)
Cowboy life sure is different these days
Why brand your cattle when you can just use bovine psychology?
Why have a gun fight when there are so many good para-legals out there?
Nobody drinks and bush-whacks anymore
And besides, we're all switching over to eating salt-reduced tofu jerky
And if you're gonna ride off into the sunset,
Make sure you're using an effective sun-block

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