Me an' Earl was the superslab outside a' that Ogallala? When outta town a local clown in a '65 Impala Had a 'coon tail off a' his whip antenna
We was haulin' a load a' go-go girls Truckin' 'em over to Old boy got on his "How's about a little showdown?"
Well, hot damn, I'm a man, So get yer bets down this old truck gonna make us a buck Chicken in the bread pan, out vittles them heifers and away we go
Wake up, Earl, we gots to race pile a' junk over ta North Platte city
Well, one-eyed bears and deuces We got the door pad-locked He says, "Bet five and a side a' beef, "I can beat them cows ta Rock."
You hear that, Earl? He he's gonna whip Ol' Bessie here!
I says, "Call five and raise ya ten "Jes' that Chevy goodby, boy "'Cause when Bessie that floatin' gear "You gonna be Hereford pie. Yeah."
Well, hot damn, I'm a man, So ev'rybody get yer down 'Cause this old gonna make us a buck She gonna them curves at thirty gees A trunk full a' cows an' a hood full a'
it up a notch, Earl. Yeah, that's it. That's floatin' gear! Bessie!
Well, it on in and head it for the barn If we don't win, we gonna the farm
If this old wreck break my neck, We gonna take them cows to a
I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl. "That Chevy is up speed." Well, we the Platte at a hundred flat Old Bessie was a-blowin' the
We definitely was in Monfort lane.
Yeah, we won the race a bovine ace When the Chevy made a pass Yeah, he got too Got a terminal dose a' good ol' Hereford gas. Phew!
Hot damn, I'm a man, So ev'rybody get yer bets 'Cause this old gonna make us a buck rollin' the boulevard shakedown
Hot damn, I'm a man And I sorta like ta put my down This old rig gonna your wig Got go-go girls and a cab Gonna see ya all out on the for a showdown