Haemophiliac Albino Cowboys
Stayed at our ranch last summer
They came out of the night
All sixteen
All white
Needing someplace to slumber
They cooked and cleaned and were helpful
So we shampooed their snow-coloured afros
We asked them to dance
They took a hesitant stance
And lay down
On soft comfy pillows
Haemophiliac Albino Cowboys
Looked like rabbits without any fur
Haemophiliac Albino Cowboys
Some called them freaks
But we called them sir
They left one night softly creepin’
While all of the dudes were a-sleepin’
We woke at dawn
And saw they was gone
So went back to sleep until evenin’
Haemophiliac Albino Cowboys
Looked like rabbits without any fur
Haemophiliac Albino Cowboys
Some called them freaks
But we called them sir
Some called them freaks
But we called them sir
Some called them freaks
(impro freak chat)
But we called them sir