I hear talkin’: “Does he belong?”
Six strings hide shame - my prong
Bestow underdaks as I’m working Times Square a bawd way
To muscles of fame I lay claim
Them ice skies get shrinkage - they throw less dough - what a pain
Sometimes my toes - they need de-icin’
I don’t moan ‘cos I’m enticin’
And those ladies, see that their night’s designs are on me

Yike! A Naked Cowboy
Sidle out - like God, norse - with my buff-wrangled axe in tow
I’m the Naked Cowboy
Don’t find hard impressin’ the people - I put on a show
I’m always strummin’ over my bone

Well then, recently, mind enflamed
Lawsuit filed - with pride, I complained
I’m renowned - yet I find M&Ms are makin' me dis-mayed
‘Cos I screamed when the one that’s blue
Dressed up like this bloke and therefore en-dorsement tacit: ensued
There'll be a load of legalizin’
Sue the pants off corp’rate guys, an’
Then they’re gonna feel none too bright when lookin’ like me!

I’m the Naked Cowboy
Scaring Asian tourists - running right back to Tokyo
Naked Cowboy
With regard I’m better than people like ol’ Garth and Tobe’
Don’t scoff bud, ‘cos I’m never alone...

I’m the Naked Cowboy
Striding out, no remorse, since out I sprang from Ohio

I’m the Naked Cowboy
If’n hard times, fall on - then maybe I’ll sue Oreo...