Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of show
What with Hank Jr. blarin' on the radio
We got a tank full of gas and we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New Orleans
I grabbed her by the hair and it come off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun
Smeared his lipstick made his makeup run
And me and old Jim started fightin' our way to the door
We lit out of there in that Chevrolet
And I put her on the floor and it stayed that way
We was going down the highway doin' about a hundred and ten
We was headed for home and we was gettin' nearer
Then a red light come up in the rearview mirror
And that same blame cop was pulling us over again
Now I'm sittin' here in this county jail
I had to call my daddy to go our bail
But I learned me a lesson that I never will forget again
I've done give up drinkin' I've give up bars
And runnin' around the country in souped up cars
I'm goin' back where the women are women and the men are men