Hey man them ain't high heel sneakers
and they sure don't look like cowboy boots
and that ain't rock-n-roll you're playing
and it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues.
. . .
Cuz you see I'm a dinosaur
I should have died out a long time before.
Have pity on a dinosaur.
Hand me my hat,
excuse me man, but where's the door?
It used to be I had a lot of fun in this ole hangout.
We'd get stoned at the jukebox and stay out of fights.
Now and then light a little smoke in the truck out back.
Aw, then a little ole Jim Beam and we'd get right.
You know these flashin' lights they sure make me dizzy
and this disco is very strange to my ears.
It looks like they've turned the Longhorn into a spaceship
and I'll be leaving as soon as I finish this beer.
Cuz you see I'm a dinosaur.
Should've died out a long time before.
There's a whole lot of dinosaurs.
Give us our hats,
excuse me man, but where's the door?
Get us our hats,
excuse me man, where's the door?
(lyrics from "I'm a Dinosaur" by Hank Williams Jr. and Bob Corbin, 1980, Habits Old and New)
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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