Crowdin' this place on a great Vegas night
Comin' to the stage, Terry's feelin' alright
With his big trunk full of puppets and a big ol' voice, aint he sweet
It takes a little time but my act comes up
Opens up the lid and he brings me to the front
I know what, oh yeah, my woman wants from me

She thinks my yodelin's sexy
It really turns her on
I caught her starin' at me
And even yodelin' along
She loves it when I yodel fast and slow, but what is this
Oh come on baby, I don't want no pity kiss
I'm the only one who knows just what this broad wants from me
She thinks my yodelin's sexy

Her boyfriend's in the joint, so I put up a fight
I try to win her over all throughout the night
Time for the next act, so I'm stuffed in this trunk again, oh darn
That turtle's comin up, so I gotta listen in
Makin' sure he don't steal my girl, what a sin
Guess it really doesn't matter 'cause at least I know

She thinks my yodelin's sexy
It really turns her on
I know she's lookin' for me
She's yelling "Yodel my song"
I come back out and sing another song for my Miss
And I'm becoming crazy 'bout that pity kiss
I'm the only one who knows just what this broad wants from me
She thinks my yodelin's sexy

Well she ain't diggin Julius or that Maynard pup
When she hears Walter Airedale her eyes light up

She thinks my yodelin's....

She thinks my yodelin's sexy
It really turns her on
Look, she's still starin' at me
Come on girl, sing along...
I think I got her now, and I'm feelin' such bliss
I'm sure we've gotten past that silly pity kiss
I'm the only one who knows just what this broad wants from me
She thinks my yodelin's sexy

She thinks my yodelin's sexy
She thinks my yodelin's sexy