When your husband left on a business trip
I said hey girlfriend let’s give this town the slip
When the cat’s away the rats will play
And you and I can frolic for three whole days
South Dakota or bust
And speaking of bust
Your 32-A is absolutely OK
The Badlands were made for illicit thrills
So we pitched our tent on the big black hills
We basked like horny toads in the sun
And howled like coyotes when the full moon come
And speaking of come
Well what’s done is done
We saw where Custer and his troops rode through
I guess even heroes make mistakes too
We saw those big heads carved in stone
Their goddamned eyes wouldn’t leave me alone
Father George I think I see
Why you chopped down a perfectly good cherry tree
And Honest Abe you set the black man free
But honesty Abe never did much for me
