Beers, Steers & Queers [Drop Your Britches]
Lyrics
He he he
Well, you're a city boy ain't ya (looking pretty boy)
City Slicker
(spits) (looking real good, sure is)
Drop your goddamn britches (whoo, sure is pretty ain't he)
Damn I'm a make you squeal (I like this one. Let's get it!)
Drop them britches, come on now (Let's get it!)
Come on! Make you squeal like a pig, boy!
Squeal now, come on, whee!
(squeals)
You want it
You have it
Caught kicking ass (from a straight jacket)
Yee-haw!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
? for nuggets
I love it
Stick a bottle up your ass
And then unplug it
Whoo-haw!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Don't come crying
(I don't explain)
The trouble I make
My moves I (break)
Tell you right now, my shit stinks
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
Beers! Steers! and Queers!
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
The Revolting Cocks
Writer(s): ALLEN D. JOURGENSEN, CHRISTOPHER JOHN CONNELLY, LUC VAN ACKER, PAUL G. BARKER, WILLIAM FREDRICK RIEFLIN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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