Desperate-Rado

Back in the muther [bad word] saddle
my six shooter strapped and I"m lookin for a battle
Out on the plains I"m just a loner
my saddle horn rubs right and yo it"s givin me a boner
I got thoughts of Annie Oakley
but that buck toothed tramp in that last town she broke me
And we didn"t even [bad word] I gave my last gold tooth "n gold nugget to get my [bad word] sucked
3 days out on the frontier
and I"d kill for a cheap [bad word] and a barrel of cold beer
I need a [bad word] for a service
I take a peak at the shiip and they all run away nervous
Man I gotta get my rocks off
cuz my Wranglers don"t fit right unless my [bad word] s soft
Long nights by the fire me a Trigger.....go figure
[Chorus]
I"m a desperate rado
didn"t take any practice
desperate rado
got a [bad word] like a cactus
Now I drift through the desert like a wild coyote
horny as a toad trippin off peyote
Holdin uptrains and gettin goods by the sack
I"m known thru out the west as the pie eyed mack
And to the law I"m no stranger
I"m wanted dead or alive cuz I shot the Lone Ranger
And then Tonto tried to get down
so I boned his [bad word] slit hes throat and then I skipped town
That"s the way I run my show
paint towns red [bad word] hoes and 
1857 
then I lay low
I know you think I"m archaic
but my [bad word] s like a sword
I see [bad word] and wanna slay it
Out on the plains it gets linely
sometimes I feel homely
new faces
new towns no one knows me
Guns [bad word] in my holster
u see my face in each town nailed to a pole on a poster
I"m always lookin for the quick buck
then always blowin my cash on a [bad word] with a big butt
Some say my head"s hollow [bad word] em....I"m just a
[Chorus II]
Desperate rado
trottin thru the bad lands
desperate rado
tokin down with all the cowhands
desperate rado
didn"t take much practice
desperate rado
got a [bad word] like a cactus
Now I [bad word] whores by the scores up ten fold on any fellow
in any town I can be found at the local bordello
Never yellow never chicken listen for my spurs draggin,
and when I"m kickin dust you better circle up the wagons
So when I rip thru your town don"t be gawkin
just tip your hat and Tex keep walkin
Cuz I"m a gun slingin top hand [bad word] with me and you"ll go out like Custer at his last stand
I"m a low down buckaroo
if you leave me alone with your mother then I"ll [bad word] her too
Cuz I"m a sidewinding nomad
and morals in upbringing is something that I never had
Known as the ruff ridin Texan
a bad buck from the day of my inception.
And I was raised in the poor house
my mother kicked me out so she could start a [bad word] house
Now since the day I left the corral
I"ve been on a quest for the plant that"s called mescal
Cuz pale rider once pulled me aside
and told me that high was the best way to ride...
[Chorus III]
Now I"m a desperate rado
always lookin for a fight
desperate rado
puffin on a peace pipe
I"m a desperate rado
on the run from the law
desperate rado baddest one you ever saw