Sarah Buxton

Sarah Buxton - Cowboys lyrics

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this place is pathetic.

These pretty boys are more made up than me.

They got color in their hair.

Nobodies drinkin' beer,

'cause they're too concerned about 100 calories.



[CHOURS]

Where are the cowboys?

The yippie yow boys?

Tell me girls, I wanna know.

Don't want no soft hands,

I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.

Where'd all the cowboys go?



My life is gettin' full of metrosexuals.

Prissy & Primping, over accessorized.

Those fussy clothers they wear,

I can't get them outta here.

I wanna be the princess.

Ladies can I get a witness?



[CHOURS]

Where are the cowboys?

The yippie yow boys?

Tell me girls, I wanna know.

Don't want no soft hands,

I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.

Where'd all the cowboys go?



Muscle up- Muddy truck- Testosterone.

Tanned to the touch in hottess.

Grungy to the bone.



[CHOURS until end]

Where are the cowboys?

The yippie yow boys?

Tell me girls, I wanna know.

Don't want no soft hands,

I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.

Where'd all the cowboys go?



Where are the cowboys?

The yippie yow boys?

Tell me girls, I wanna know.

Don't want no soft hands,

I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.

Where'd all the cowboys go?



Where are the cowboys?

The yippie yow boys?

Tell me girls, I wanna know.

Don't want no soft hands,

I want a real man to take me to the rodeo.

Where'd all the cowboys go?
                   
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