Well youre nothing but a paper cowboy Made out of glue and old news And oh, your bravado and your drugdealing ways That only gives us the blues Well youre nothing but a paper cowboy Made out of glue and old news Oh, your bravado and your dirtdealing ways Well that only gives us the blues Youre always out talking a good game With your cronies, your clowns, and your dogs All of the things that you say youll do Well a milliontoone says you wont So lay down your guns They were never loaded anyhow With your highdollar boots And your trashtalking mouth This town has no use for you now When everyone gets on to your tricks Where in the hell are you gonna go? Cant say youve got nothing to prove Baby, when youve got nothing show Cause youre nothing but a paper cowboy So fade away like a good cowboy should Give your pony the reigns down on the plains And you can tell them you was misunderstood Lay down your guns They were never loaded anyhow With your highdollar boots And your trashtalking mouth This town has no use for you now
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