Where My Cowboys At?

Call me heavy handed but I guess that I was feeling cute
I drank 1,000 margaritas, called Morocco but I couldn't get through
and in case I need an alibi, would you tell me where I was last night
I remember saying that the past was in the past
So then I took my brothers BB gun and shot you straight through the ass
Now you're giving me the 3rd degree, does it sting when you think of me?

Cause its 85 and breezy in my head and I'm dancing up against the living dead
I can't be the only brat, still living in the past,
So where my cowboys at?
Where my cowboys at?

Now everyone from home is getting married and I think its nice
But I guess I'm not the kinda guy to be somebody's wife
If you check back in a little while, we could meet up in the clearance aisle
but I don't really want it now

Cause its 85 and breezy in my head and I'm dancing up against the living dead
I can't be the only brat, still living in the past,
So where my cowboys at?
Where my cowboys at?
Where my cowboys at?

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
It ain't so bad
I keep telling myself
It ain't so bad"