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french cowboys - corky and the juice pigs lyrics

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i’m a french cowboy, (?)
i roll my own cigarettes and spit the blood into the sand
we sit around the fire, eat our beans and dream of france
then i fart la m*rs*illaise, and i’m forced to change my pants

i’m a french cowboy, (?) français
my chaps are designed by yves saint laurent, and i wear a ten*gallon beret
i’m an expert with a knife, a gun, or lariat
i’ve k!lled a hundred men, with some cheese and a baguette

i’m a french cowboy, a real continental gun slinger
i’m a french cowboy, edith piat, my favourite singer
(?), i am a cowboy français
beef bourguignon, (?), you turn me on, i am a cowboy français
maurice chevalier, (?) beaujolais, i am a cowboy français
(?)

i’m a french cowboy
and i love a good bowl of cafe
au lait!

(radio static)
(rooster crowing)

h*llo, time to get up
it’s mornings with people who’ve known rex harrison
that’s right
(radio static)
i understood you the moment i saw you
i coated my legs with (?)

- corky and the juice pigs lyrics

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