Please don't mind if I put on my pants and boots

And turn your dial on over to country music television

Soon it's time for some early beverages to say goodbye to you

A young one-night stand

Then this drunk old girl is going out single again

The honky-tonk bars are made for me

I want another chance to ride that mechanical bull called Bucky

Gonna show the boys my riding skills

And all over again I'll get lucky

Because cowboys can't resist the neon lights

Country music, whiskey, and my bouncing bust

While I am riding that mechanical bull Bucky (lucky, Bucky)

I'm gonna line dance with local studs

And sing with Willie and Nelson with the urban cowboys

Put spurs on my cowboy boots and stomp on some pretty young heads

And make the yahoo noise (Yahoo!)

The honky-tonk bars are made for me

I want another chance to ride that mechanical bull called Bucky

Gonna show the boys my riding skills

And all over again I'll get lucky

Because cowboys can't resist the neon lights

Country music, whiskey, and my bouncing bust

While I am riding that mechanical bull Bucky (lucky, Bucky)

Old Miss Naughty needs to blow off a little steam

I imagine it's hell tonight in downtown Houston

Time for this old hen to blow this coop

Had enough in this house roosting

Any cock-will-doodle-do

The boys are gonna yell (Milk!)

The honky-tonk bars are made for me

I want another chance to ride that mechanical bull called Bucky

Gonna show the boys my riding skills

And all over again I'll get lucky

Because cowboys can't resist the neon lights

Country music, whiskey, and my bouncing bust

While I am riding that mechanical bull Bucky

(Bucky, Bucky)

(lucky, Bucky)

(fucky sucky)