Buttermilk Boy Lyrics

She pays no mind to methods you employ She wants a big city man, not a country boy Go get your long hair cut Scrape the mood off your boots Wash the hell behind those eyes Buy yourself some tailored suits Buttermilk Boy better gain some pounds Before she lets her knickers down She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone Makes no difference how you strive She couldn't care if you're dead or alive A burly, beefy, strong arm man Is all she cares to meet Before you ever heard the word guitar Your mother used to see her as a star Yes, she spent her teens In chauffeured limousines And I heard tell you can't get insured For a clapped out '45 drop head Ford Buttermilk Boy better gain some pounds Before she lets her knickers down She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone She'll tear you down like a steer comin' through Like I said she ain't no use to you A lumpy hairy mundaine brain Is all she cares to make So let me put you straight Marry farm-yard Kate She weights two hundred pounds it's said But she'll keep you warm in bed Buttermilk Boy better gain some pounds Before she lets her knickers down She wants a musclely man all gristle and bone So you think you know where it's about But she will suck you in and then she'll blow you out Yes, Kate will keep you satisfied Until your dying day In chauffeured limousines