Lyrics Hank Steel The Real Queer Cowboy - Dog Fashion Disco

I′m Hank Steel the real queer cowboy
The gerbil lovin' when-, where-, and how-boy
I′ll grab your butt cheeks and pull out my willy
Stir your asshole like a hot bowl of chili
I'm Hank Steel the real queer cowboy

What's my hotdog without your buns?
Out here on the range, we′re having fun
My boyfriend′s here and I'm singin′ him a ballad
Then I'll bend his ass over and toss his fuckin′ salad
I'm Hank Steel the real cow-

So where we at?
That fart
Are we rolling?
I′m Hank

I'm Hank Steel the real queer cowboy
The gerbil lovin' where-when-and-how-boy
I′ll grab your buttcheeks and...

We got the first, so let me we got this one

What′s my hot dog without your buns?
Out here on the range, we're havin′ fun
My boyfriend's here and I′m singing him my ballad
Then I'll bend his ass over and toss his fuckin′ salad
I'm Hank Steel the real queer cowboy

Now we need a bridge
What I have for the bridge is...

It takes a real man
To fuck another man
My mating call is...
Understand?