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,

But I'd be 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 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 (yes I am)

Movin' to Montana soon

Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune

I'm pluckin' the ol'

Dennil Floss

That's growin' on the prairie

Pluckin' the floss!

I plucked all day an' all nite an' all

Afternoon . . .

I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss

(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)

He's a good hoss

Even though

He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or

Blanket on anyway

He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or

Blanket on anyway

Any way

I'm pluckin' the ol'

Dennil Floss

Even if you think it is a little silly, folks

I don't care if you think it's silly, folks

I don't care if you think it's silly, folks

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,

But I'd be raisin' my lonely

Dental Floss