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Frank Zappa Lonesome Cowboy Burt Here are the song lyrics for Lonesome Cowboy Burt by Frank Zappa. For more excellent Frank Zappa lyrics, run a search! Mark volman (vocals) Howard kaylan (vocals) Ian underwood (keyboards, woodwinds) Aynsley dunbar (drums) George duke (keyboards, trombone) Martin lickert (bass) Ruth underwood (orchestra drum set) Jim pons (vocals) Jimmy carl black (vocals) Jimmy carl black: My name is burtram, I am a redneck. All my friends, they call me burt. Mark volman & howard kaylan: Hi, burt! Jimmy carl black: All my family from down in texas Make their livin diggin dirt. Come out here to californy Just to find me some pretty girls. Ones I seen gets me so horny Ruby lips, Nteeth like pearls. Wanna love em all. Wanna love em dearly. Wann pretty girl, Ill even pay ... Ill buy em furs. Ill buy em jewelry ... I know they like me. heres what Ill say. Im lonesome cowboy burt. ( speakin atcha!) Come smell my fringe-y shirt. ( reekin atcha!) My cowboy pants, My cowboy dance, My bold advance. On this here waitress ... Mark volman & howard kaylan: Hes lonesome cowboy burt. Dontcha get his feelings hurt. Jimmy carl black: Come on in this place An Ill buy you a taste. You can sit on my face. Wheres my waitress? Mark volman & howard kaylan: Burtram, burtram redneck. Burtram, burtram redneck. Jimmy carl black: Im an awful nice guy. Sweat all day in the sun. Im a roofer by trade, Quite a bundle Ive made Im unionized roofin old Son-of-a-gun. Mark volman & howard kaylan: Hes a unionized roofin old Son-of-a-gun. Jimmy carl black: When I get off, I get plastered. I drink till I fall on the floor. Find me some communist bastard N stomp on his face till he dont Move no more. Mark volman & howard kaylan: He stomps on his face till he dont Move no more. Jimmy carl black: I fuss an I cuss and I keep on drinkin Till my eyes puff up an turn red. I drool on mshirt. I see if hes hurt. Then I kick him again in the head, lets Everybody: Kick him again in the head! boys! Kick him again in the head! now! Kick him again in the head! Jimmy carl black: Im lonesome cowboy burt. ( speakin atcha!) Come smell my fringe-y shirt. ( reekin atcha!) My cowboy pants, My cowboy dance, My bold advance. On this here waitress ... Mark volman & howard kaylan: Hes lonesome cowboy burt. Dontcha get his feelings hurt. Jimmy carl black: Come on in this place An Ill buy you a taste. You can sit on my face. Wheres my waitress? Opal, you hot little bitch!
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