Lyrics

Come see the gentle man with the jackass on his back Parade him through the streets and then send him back He's the man of the estate, He's the man of land and title He's the man to make you chomp the bit Make you wear the bridle I knew you liked your make-up like one But I never knew you had a thing for clowns You got to know him in the carnival sense So don't say I'm the one putting you down Bragging in the drinking hole to every listening ear About 52 positions and a leather belt Goodyear He's the conquistador laying claim to all the lowlands Relate to all the primitives by laughing about the mountains You traded in your real man for trailer life and funnel cake Don't say the doctor never warned you about the side effects of what you take What kind of guy would turn a woman to child in distress Darlin' climb into his arms but don't expect a rest