Cowboy

Lindemann

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    Since I was a kid I had this dream
    I want to be a tough guy, wild and mean
    Flying bullets, flying fists
    Born to ride and to be kissed

    Cowboy, cowboy, he can ride
    Any horse and any bride
    Cowboy, cowboy, comes to town
    Beat you up and shoot you down

    I wear my blue jeans very tight
    Please the ladies every night
    They put money in my hat
    Makes the husbands so upset

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    Cowboy, cowboy, he can ride
    Any horse and any bride
    Cowboy, cowboy, comes to town
    Beat you up and shoot you down

    Cowboy, cowboy, never die
    Feels no pain never cries
    Cowboy, you get all the chicks
    Big big horses and big dicks

    Was never wild, never mean
    Never joined the cowboy scene
    I just ride my rocking chair
    Hide my teeth in tupperware

    Cowboy, cowboy, this is sad
    Vomit in your cowboy hat
    Cowboy, cowboy, this is fun
    Lost the bullets, fuck your gun

    Cowboy, cow-oh-boy, we die
    Every night I have to cry
    Cowboy, cowboy, what a prick
    Drunken horse and shrunken dick

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    Composition: Till Lindemann

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