Rhinestone kid on a freeway star
an '87 pick-up an' a red guitar
playin' like an angel with a broken grin
a song o true love fo' his girl darlene
They haven't seen each other for a year or so
man, he misses her like we all miss that tv show
where he first performed that love song ‘bout a year ago
well, if ya haven't heard it yet then this is how it goes…
Rodeo-uh-oh-oh-oh
like the buffalos do it by the wishing well
‘cause they ain't got time no money for a cheap motel, yeah
rodeo-uh-oh-oh-oh
tell me what sweeter thing could happen to a boy an' a girl?
we gotta do it like mechanical wabbits from hell, yeah
It was the sweetest song playin' on the raid-eeh-oh
from the edge of alabama down to me-hee-ko
it was a number one hit but darlene didn't know
whom her fav'rite song was fo
but everytime she hears it, her heart, like a gong,
would tremble for the man for whom she longs
…for whom she longs….
and ‘en she starts to sing along…
Rodeo-uh-oh-oh-oh
we gotta do it for a reason, gotta do it for fun
we gotta sparkle like tequila in the hot…hot sun, yeah!
rodeo-uh-oh-oh-oh
we gotta do it like sinatra used to do “my way”
an' in the background there's that beck dude singin' odelay