Hank Williams Jr. - Dinosaur SongtextHey man them ain't high heel sneakers
And they sure don't look like cowboy boots.
And that rock-n-roll your playing
And it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues.
Your singin' a song about making love to your drummer.
Well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on.
And we don't all get into Donna Summer.
Do you happen to know any ole Hank Williams songs?
Cause you see I'm a dinosaur
I should have died out along time before.
Have pity on a dinosaur.
Hand me my hat, excuse me man but where's the door?
It use dto be I had alot of fun in this ole hangout.
We get stone at the jukebox and stay out of fights.
Now and then light a little smoke in the truck out back.
Oh then alittle 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.
Cause you see I'm a dinosaur.
Should 've died out along 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?
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