[Lyric] Lonesome Cowboy Burt In Rehearsal 1969 (Frank Zappa & The Mothers)

Lonesome Cowboy Burt (Yodel-ay-hee-hoo)
Don't get my feelings hurt (Yodel-yodel-ay-hee-hoo)
Come on in this place and sit on my face
And I'll buy you a beer, where's my waitress?
Where's that bitch?
Get me another beer

Come sit on my face and I'll buy you a taste, no
Sit on my face?
Come on in this place and sit on my face
And I'll buy you a taste, where's my waitress?
Come on over here, you bitch
Come here

On this here waitress (Yodel-oh-ooptie-ay, yodel-oh-ooptie-ay)
Yodel-oh-ooptie-ay, yodel-oh-ooptie-ay
Lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don't get my feelings hurt
Come into this place and sit on my face
And I'll buy you a taste, where's my waitress?
Come on over here, you bitch
Where is that bitch?
Where is that bitch? (Where's that bitch?)
She's still— (You'll have to go look around for her)
Where is that bitch?
Here she is (Hahahaha)
Come out with the little tray (Hahaha)
That's what she should have, just whip it out like—
The ones I see get me so horny
Ruby lips and teeth like pearls, pause
Wanna love 'em all, wanna love 'em dearly
Want a pretty girl, I'll even pay
I'll buy 'em furs, I'll buy 'em jewelry
I know they like me, here's what I say (Hahahaha)
And then he says, hahaha
I'm lonesome Cowboy Burt, speakin' at ya
Come smell my fringy shirt reekin' at ya
My cowboy dance, my cowboy pants
My bold advance on this here waitress, and then yodeling
And then
I'm lonesome Cowboy Burt
Don't get my feelings hurt
Come on in this place and sit on my face
And I'll buy you a taste, where's that waitress?
And then you say, "Where is that bitch?"
And then it's back to the other part