Dancing with a Man

Boy, I tell you what, they got some hotties in this bar tonight

We're gonna have some fun

I saw her sittin' in a barroom

In that smokey atmosphere

She smiled back at me

As I drank down one last beer

She pulled me on the dance floor

We danced a song or two

It was then I realized that I

Had bit off more than I could chew

I think I'm dancing with a man

She's got calasses on her hands

She's got a voice like Johnny Cash

I think she's had a mustache

I think I'm dancing with a man

We sat down and talked a while

And we listened to the band

And then a friend of mine walked by

And he asked her if she'd dance

Then he gently took her hand (ooh-ooh)

And he twirled her round and round

It looked like he was having fun

Until her skirt fell to the ground

Oh my God! That girl's a man!

The boys at the lodge won't understand

As they two-stepped across the floor

I quickly headed for the door

I know he's dancing with a man

Good Lord! He's dancing with a man!

Let him be known throughout the land

Two boys from Texas danced the jig

With a dude who wore a wig

I know he's dancing with a man

She crushed a beer can on her head

Good Lord, her forehead's red

That's a big, big, big man