The Gator Boys

Gator Boys just shootin' pool in
An ol' honky tonk
When that girl came through the door
You could've heard a pen drop
She walked right up and said
"Tell me the truth
Why they call you the Gator Boys?" I said
"Take a look at my boots"

Here come the Gator Boys
From the wrong side of the tracks
Top down, drivin' 'round in an old Cadillac
Here come the Gator Boys, you
Radio and the police know we're
Comin' to your town
It goes a one, a two, three
Gator Boys in a red Cadillac
With the longhorns on the front and
The guitars in the back

Police man parked on the corner
Right down the bank
Watchin' all the cars go by
On a quiet Saturday
Out of nowhere the Gator Boys come
Speed by in a flash
The police man spilled that coffee
All in his lap

Here come the Gator Boys, ladies can't resist
We just here for a good time
And all the catfish grit's
Here come the Gator Boys
Wanted by the police man
They say, "There go the Gator Boys
Showin' their ass again"
It goes a one, a two, three
Gator Boys in a gold Pontiac
Ladies love our gator boots and
Our tight Wrangler pants

Sunday there's an old blood hound with
A opossum in a tree
Ladies come to see us singin'
In a three part harmony

Here come the Gator Boys
Everybody raise their hands
People come from miles around
To hear their band
Here come the Gator Boys, you
Radio and the police know we're
Comin' to your town

Radio and the police know we're
Comin' to your town