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DESPERATE-RADO
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Back in the muther fuckin saddle
my six shooter strapped and i'm lookin for a battle
out on the plains i'm just a loner
my saddle horn rubs right and yo it's givin me a boner
i got thoughts of annie oakley
but that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
and we didn't even fuck
i gave my last gold tooth 'n gold nugget to get my dick sucked
3 days out on the frontier
and i'd kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold beer
i need a slut for a service
i take a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous
man i gotta get my rocks off
cuz my wranglers don't fit right unless my cock's soft
long nights by the fire me a trigger.....go figure
(chorus)i'm a desperate rado
didn't take any practice
a desperate rado
got a cock like a cactus
now i drift through the desert like a wild coyote
horny as a toad trippin off peyote
holdin uptrains and gettin goods by the sack
i'm known thru out the west as the pie eyed mack
and to the law i'm no stranger
i'm wanted dead or alive cuz i shot the lone ranger
and then tonto tried to get down
so i boned his bitch slit hes throat and then i skipped town
that's the way i run my show
paint towns red
fuck hoes and then i lay low
i know you think i'm archaic
but my dick's like a sword
i see pussy and wanna slay it
out on the plains it gets linely
sometimes i feel homely
new faces
new towns no one knows me
guns cocked in my holster
u see my face in each town nailed to a pole on a poster
i'm always lookin for the quick buck
then always blowin my cash on a bitch with a big butt
some say my head's hollow
fuck em....i'm just a
(chorus ii)desperate rado
trottin thru the bad lands
a desperate rado
tokin down with all the cowhands
a desperate rado
didn't take much practice
a desperate rado
got a cock like a cactus
now i fuck whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
in any town i can be found at the local bordello
never yellow never chicken listen for my spurs draggin,
and when i'm kickin dust you better circle up the wagons
so when i rip thru your town don't be gawkin
just tip your hat and tex keep walkin
cuz i'm a gun slingin top hand
fuck with me and you'll go out like custer at his last stand
i'm a low down buckaroo
if you leave me alone with your mother then i'll fuck her too
cuz i'm a sidewinding nomad
and morals in upbringing is something that i never had
known as the ruff ridin texan
a bad buck from the day of my inception.
and i was raised in the poor house
my mother kicked me out so she could start a whore house
now since the day i left the corral
i've been on a quest for the plant that's called mescal
cuz pale rider once pulled me aside
and told me that high was the best way to ride...
(chorus iii)now i'm a desperate rado
always lookin for a fight
a desperate rado
puffin on a peace pipe
i'm a desperate rado
on the run from the law
a desperate rado baddest one you ever saw
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Back in the muther fuckin saddle my six shooter strapped and i'm lookin for a battle out on the plains i'm just a loner my saddle horn rubs right and yo it's givin me a boner i got thoughts of annie oakley but that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me and we didn't even fuck i gave my last gold tooth 'n gold nugget to get my dick sucked 3 days out on the frontier and i'd kill for a cheap whore and a barrel of cold beer i need a slut for a service i take a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous man i gotta get my rocks off cuz my wranglers don't fit right unless my cock's soft long nights by the fire me a trigger.....go figure (chorus)i'm a desperate rado didn't take any practice a desperate rado got a cock like a cactus now i drift through the desert like a wild coyote horny as a toad trippin off peyote holdin uptrains and gettin goods by the sack i'm known thru out the west as the pie eyed mack and to the law i'm no stranger i'm wanted dead or alive cuz i shot the lone ranger and then tonto tried to get down so i boned his bitch slit hes throat and then i skipped town that's the way i run my show paint towns red fuck hoes and then i lay low i know you think i'm archaic but my dick's like a sword i see pussy and wanna slay it out on the plains it gets linely sometimes i feel homely new faces new towns no one knows me guns cocked in my holster u see my face in each town nailed to a pole on a poster i'm always lookin for the quick buck then always blowin my cash on a bitch with a big butt some say my head's hollow fuck em....i'm just a (chorus ii)desperate rado trottin thru the bad lands a desperate rado tokin down with all the cowhands a desperate rado didn't take much practice a desperate rado got a cock like a cactus now i fuck whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow in any town i can be found at the local bordello never yellow never chicken listen for my spurs draggin, and when i'm kickin dust you better circle up the wagons so when i rip thru your town don't be gawkin just tip your hat and tex keep walkin cuz i'm a gun slingin top hand fuck with me and you'll go out like custer at his last stand i'm a low down buckaroo if you leave me alone with your mother then i'll fuck her too cuz i'm a sidewinding nomad and morals in upbringing is something that i never had known as the ruff ridin texan a bad buck from the day of my inception. and i was raised in the poor house my mother kicked me out so she could start a whore house now since the day i left the corral i've been on a quest for the plant that's called mescal cuz pale rider once pulled me aside and told me that high was the best way to ride... (chorus iii)now i'm a desperate rado always lookin for a fight a desperate rado puffin on a peace pipe i'm a desperate rado on the run from the law a desperate rado baddest one you ever saw
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