She is a cowgirl in America Tall, tanned hot blonde called Dakota I asked her 'Why would you wanna be a rancher's wife?' 'Because I don't want to end up having a city life I'll do anything for a crime Looking for the homemade pie
Ranching infected your brain You wanted to lasso away the pain Oh oh, harvesting all the beans Living American dreams Oh oh, I'm obsessed with the mess that's America I'm obsessed with the mess that's America
I fight cowboys making plays at me As soon as I march down in the canteen, he said, Oh my god, you look just like Dolly Parton No no, you're Ricky Martin Actually, my name's Cowbert Squartin'