Lonesome Cowboy Nando

Frank:
My name is Nando
I’m a marine biologist
All my friends
They call me «Doh»
Ike & Mike:
Hi, Doh!
Frank:
All my family
From someplace in this area
And they complain if I talk about this horrible pizza
During the show
All:
Come out here, to Californy
Just to find me some pretty girls
Ones I seen gets me so horny
Ruby lips, 'n teeth like pearls
Wanna love 'em all, wanna love 'em dearly
Wanna a jellyfish, I’ll even pay
I’ll buy 'em furs, I’ll buy 'em pizza
I know they like me, here’s what I’ll say:
Jimmy Carl Black:
I’m lonesome cowboy Burt
Speakin' atcha!
Won’tcha smell my fringe-y shirt?
Reekin' atcha!
My cowboy pants
My cowboy dance
My bold advance
On this here waitress…
Mark & Howard:
He’s lonesome cowboy Burt. A-Ha!
Don’tcha get his feelings hurt
Jimmy:
Come on in this place
An' I’ll buy you a taste
You can sit on my face
Where’s my waitress?
Mark & Howard:
Burtram, Burtram redneck!
Burtram, Burtram redneck!
Jimmy:
I’m an awful nice guy
Worked all day in the sun
I’m a roofer by trade
Quite a bundle I’ve made
I’m a unionized roofin' old son-of-a-gun
Mark & Howard:
He’s a unionized roofin' old son of a gun!
Ike:
«Darling, I crazy go nuts when I hear this
You know what I’m sayin'?»
Frank:
When I get off, I get plastered
I swim till I fall on the jellyfish
Then I find me some academic kind of illustrator
I describe the little dangling utensils on this thing
And tell him to draw it up
So it looks just like a brand new jellyfish
Ike & Mike:
(trying to follow along, they sing some gibberish)
Frank:
«Take that! Take that!»
I fuss an' I cuss and I keep on swimmin'
Till my snorkel puffs up an' turns red
I drool on my shorts
I do some water sports
Then I take the jellyfish back to my house
And stick it in the bed! «Sorta…»
Ike & Mike:
«Whaddya do?»
Stick it again in the bed!
Frank:
«That's right!
Ike & Mike:
Stick it again in the bed!
Stick it again in the bed!
Stick it again in the bed!
Jimmy:
Lonesome cowboy Burt
Speakin' atcha!
Smell my fringe-y shirt
Reekin' atcha!
My cowboy pants
My cowboy dance
My bold advance
On this here waitress!
Mark & Howard:
He’s lonesome cowboy Burt. Yee-ha!
Don’tcha get his feelings hurt!
Jimmy:
Come on in this place
An' I’ll buy you a taste
You can sit on my face
Where’s my waitress?
«Opal, you hot little bitch!»