He's so the purity, a shaven and a mourning

And standing on a pigeon toe, in his disarray

Straight in the picture pose,

He's coming around to meet you

And screaming like a battle cry, it's more if I stay

Me and you're cold, driving in the snow

Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

Cowgirl, king of the rodeo, let the good times roll

Let the good times roll

How dare you come to me, like with nail for a favor?

Hold on, not my fairy tale

You're trying to start

Take off your overcoat, you're staying for the weekend

And swaying like a smokey gray, a drink in the park

Me and you're cold, driving in the snow

Let the good times roll, let the good times roll

Cowgirl king of the rodeo, let the good times roll

Let the good times roll,

Good time to roll on

Good time to roll on

Good time to roll on

Good time to roll on