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Kid Rock - Desperate-Rado Lyrics |
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| Current Rating: None | 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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