One, two, three, four
Monday rolls around into Sunday
I remember that one day
Mum said I would find that special someone I could marry
Divorce me like I was nothing
Then drain me out of my money
Goddamnit
Lord, please don't throw me back into that
Rodeo
Everybody's looking for their Romeo
I just wanna crawl back in my hole
Tongue-tied, gettin' head through the window
Watching all of the girls moan
Alabama's shaking, so I guess he'll feel up Sally
Do whatever to thrill you
Do whatever that kills you
I just know that I don't wanna go back to the
Rodeo
Everybody's looking for their Romeo
I just wanna crawl back in my hole
I'd rather choke on a rope and hang dead as a doornail
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Rodeo
Everybody's looking for their Romeo
I don't wanna go back to the
Rodeo
Everybody's looking for their Romeo
I just wanna crawl back in my hole
I'd rather choke from a rope and hang dead
Please don't throw me in that
Rodeo
Everybody's looking for their Romeo
I just wanna crawl back in my hole
I'd rather choke on a rope than go home with a rodeo Romeo