Montana

I might be movin' to Montana soon Just to raise me up a crop of Dental Floss Raisin' it up Waxen it down In a little white box That I can sell uptown By myself I wouldn't Have no boss, 'Cause I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss, that's right Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss Well I just might grow me some bees But I'd leave the sweet stuff to somebody else But then, on the other hand I would keep the wax N' melt it down Pluck the some Floss N' swish it aroun' I'd have me a crop An' it'd be on top (that's why I'm movin' to Montana) Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon Movin' to Montana soon Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune, alright I'm gonna find me a horse Just about this big An' ride him all along the border line With a pair of heavy-duty Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand Every other wrangler would say I was mighty grand By myself I wouldn't have no boss 'Cause I'd be raisin' my lonely Dental Floss Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss Raisin' my lonely Dental Floss Well I might ride along the border With my tweezers gleamin' in the moon-lighty night And then I'd get a cuppa cawfee N' give my foot a push... Just me 'n the pygmy pony Over the Dennil Floss bush N' then I might just jump back on An' ride like a cowboy Into the dawn to Montana Movin' to Montana soon (yippy-ty-o-ty-ay) Movin' to Montana soon (yippy-ty-o-ty-ay) Movin' to Montana soon (yippy-ty-o-ty-ay) Movin' to Montana soon (yippy-ty-o-ty-ay)