text: Well, hes a no good for nothing
  But she wishes he was good for something
  Besides his behind looking so fine
  In those wragler jeans
  Well all her friends cant help but stare
  At his blue denim derieer
  Wish that they were in her boots
  If you know what i mean
  And it may sound crazy
  But those wrangler butts
  Drive the cowgirls nuts
  Well he lays around all day long
  Stays out at night until the break of dawn
  Comes crawling in dragging
  Mud across her floor
  Well shed love to kick him out
  But she cant help but thinking about
  All the women who are waiting line
  For his 33/34s
  And it may sound crazy
  But those wrangler butts
  It aint healthy if they fit too tight
  You know this could hurt a man
  By the end of the night
  Its a powerful thing
  If they fit just right
  All the ladies know its a mighty beautiful sight
  Well hes never been one for anything
  That involves books
  He aint got much going for him besides his good looks
  You see he always stays in trouble
  When it comes down to romance
  It aint a joke when they say the boy
  Survives by the seat of his pants
  And it may sound crazy
  But those wrangler butts
  Drive the cowgirls nuts
  Yes it may sound crazy
  But those wrangler butts
  Drive the cowgirls nuts