Verse 1: Hey man them ain't high heeled sneakers And they sure don't look like cowboy boots And that ain't rock and roll your playin F# And it sure ain't country or rhythm and blues Bridge: A Your singing a song about making love to your drummer A Well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on A And we don't all get in to donna summers F# Do you happen to know any old Hank Williams songs! Chorus: Cause you see I'm a di... .... nosaur I should have died out a long.. time.. before Have Pitty on a di... .... nosaur Hand me my hat excuse me maam, but where's the door! Verse 2: Used to be I had a lot of fun in the old hangout E We'd get stoned at the jukebox to stay out of fights E Now and then we'd light a little smoke in the truck out back! F# And a little old Jim Beam and we'd get right. Bridge: And you know these flashing lights sure make me dizzy And this disco's very strange to my ears Look's like they turned the longhorn into a spaceship And I'll be leaving just a soon as I finish this beer to chorus: ending: Give us our hats Excuse me maam Where's the door!