"Swamp Rap" lyrics

Now I don't move too fast
And my talk is kind o' slow
I'm from the swamps and I like to stomp
To the Cotton-Eyed-Joe

Now I work hard all week
When it comes Saturday night
I go downtown
And cruise around
In my four-wheel drive
That's right

With mud flaps

Sometimes I like to slow-dance
And I hold my woman tight
'Cause you can't get nothing done
If you stand apart and sling your arms and all

But there's still a lot of cowboys
Who don't mind biting the dust
They ride Brahman-bulls and bucking broncs
And they don't want no fuss

But now they're everywhere you look
And though it may sound strange
They ride Coupe De Villes done too cutter Bill's
And overnight they can ride the ranch

I heard that

I was down in the swamps one night
Singing to the moon
When an alligator crawled up to me and said

"Hey, I like your tune"
He started to twist and shake his tail
Thought he was having a fit
My fingers was starting to hurt like hell
But he wouldn't let me quit
He said, "Keep on."

Been a long time since I wanted to dance
Would you please give me some more?
One, two, three, four
You can't alligator
'Til you get down on the floor
That's right

Led a long-legged woman
And I liked the way she moved
She was [?] like ZZ Top turned me but loose

That's right

That's right