Giddy-Up! David Lee Roth
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What the hell is going on here?
I don't know but I'll get blame
What a lawless time on the danger trail
The romance wrote the rage
Unloaded .45 iron horses on a thundering rail
On a Union Oil map and a rose tattoo from a Kansas jail
Like a big bull torn on a hot plate
I'm ready to blow
You can tell from the sound of my laugh
Sound like four flat tires bumpin' down a muddy road
Giddy up
Can't remember? Sometimes good guys don't wear white
Giddy up
I will be your long, tall Texan tonight
Giddy up
Straight down the highway as fast as you can go
Last of the vanishing riders
We roll and roll and we still riding
Yeah, now how you take the turn
Depends on how much spur you give it
Like me and Annie Oakley here
Way past the excitin' limit
I don't know but I'll get blame
What a lawless time on the danger trail
The romance wrote the rage
Unloaded .45 iron horses on a thundering rail
On a Union Oil map and a rose tattoo from a Kansas jail
Like a big bull torn on a hot plate
I'm ready to blow
You can tell from the sound of my laugh
Sound like four flat tires bumpin' down a muddy road
Giddy up
Can't remember? Sometimes good guys don't wear white
Giddy up
I will be your long, tall Texan tonight
Giddy up
Straight down the highway as fast as you can go
Last of the vanishing riders
We roll and roll and we still riding
Yeah, now how you take the turn
Depends on how much spur you give it
Like me and Annie Oakley here
Way past the excitin' limit
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