Country Boys Don’t Wear Thongs
Well, she left me for a GQ dude
Who models underwear for L.A. photo shoots
What the attraction was I couldn’t see
She said he had more Vogue than me
That he was confident enough in his masculinity
To indulge his inner femininity
That may be
But you won’t catch me
Paradin’ in the locker room
Over at the YMCA
In anything but boxer briefs, okay
Man, some things are just wrong
Yeah, country boys don’t wear thongs
She said she’d come back if I’d go out on a limb
And try to be a little more like him
I told her if that’s the deal breaker
He could just go on and take her
Since he didn’t mind the sheer downright impracticality
Of fabric in that one locality
And so you see
You won’t catch me
Paradin’ in the locker room
Over at the YMCA
In anything but boxer briefs, okay
Man, some things are just wrong
Country boys don’t wear thongs
Yeah, I reckon it takes all kinds
But I won’t be plowin’ with my John Deere
In skimpy little Calvin Kleins
Naw, that ain’t happenin’ here
You see, you won’t catch me
Paradin’ in the locker room
Over at the YMCA
In anything but boxer briefs, okay
Man, some things are just wrong
Country boys
Don’t you see, you won’t catch me
Paradin’ in the locker room
Over at the YMCA
In anything but boxer briefs, okay
Man, some things are just wrong
Country boys don’t wear thongs
No, country boys don’t wear thongs
That’s just wrong
Holden Ashford 