Brand New Country Star Lyrics

Well he outgrew his sequined suit Sold his Trailways bus Let his hair get a little too long His duck tails bit the dust
His custom made, pearl-inlaid Guitar slipped from his hand And in its place a new electrical one He had flown in from Japan
'Cause he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned Sunday meetin' Brand new country star He rides around in a Lincoln Continental No steer horns on his car
Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end They're gonna spin him right to the top Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle He can either go Country or Pop
He's got a good ol' friend named 'Texas Ben' Tells him all the spots to play And a sweet little lady, he calls her 'Sexy Sadie' She's a' with the boy night and day
They're gonna open up a chain of fancy bowlin' lanes The first one in his old home town And on ribbon cuttin' day they'll come from miles away The folks'll all gather 'round
And sing, he's a cheeseburger eatin', abandoned Sunday meetin' Brand new country star Yeah he rides around in his Lincoln Continental No steer horns on his car
Oh the record men say, he's the livin' end They're gonna spin him right to the top Yeah he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle He can either go Country or Pop, I mean, he can either go Country or Pop