Текст песни Big Tex - Rightfield

Another complex, Big Tex, 20 and hit
You keep a notched up side piece with one in the clip
And it's getting late downtown but you can run with the kids
And you let it fly out loud with a rag in your lips

Black dress princess tied to your hip
And leather concho kicks that make you 6-foot-6
You trick a good-sized crowd into calling you slick
I better shut my mouth

Saw you better out of range, I got in the way
(Saw you better out of range)
I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away
(I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away)

Rough neck gut check, packing a lip
You know a cowboy killer by the color he spit
In a bitter shake, two rounds lookin' quicker to hit
And you got that look in your eye, oh you do! Ya ya!

The call me back heart attack
Would you please let me know if I'm lookin' good
In my party hat like a rodeo clown who would hit a
Bull for the money bag Slapping paint on my frown
So I feel ok when I'm looking back
Don't look back

Saw you better out of range, I got in the way
(Saw you better out of range)
I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away
(I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away)

Saw you better out of range, I got in the way
(Saw you better out of range)
I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away
(I'm a shooter with the breaks out pulling away)