Lyrics

Set up shop in the penthouse, Four Seasons high,
Doc’s got the cure, Duck’s got the grit—I’m the outlaw in the sky.
Blazin’ out west, I’m itchin’ to ride,
Not just any ride, baby: I wanna be a

Cowboy, outlaw,
Top down, jeans off, sun’s burnin’ my hide,
Cowboy, outlaw,
West Coast wild, sippin’ on something untied.

I wanna be a cowboy, midnight rider,
Sleep all day, play all night,
Cowboy, midnight rider,
I can smell trouble before it’s in sight.

You’ll hear my engine roar when my train rolls in,
Like thunder, like lust, like the devil’s own sin.
Stoned king, stoned queen, stoned outta my mind,
I was lost, now I’m blind—but I see just fine.

Palm trees, bad dreams, scabbed knees, and vice,
Doc’s got the remedy, Duck’s got the spice.
Map to the stars, I’m lookin’ for trouble—name your price.
If the price is right, I’ll bid high, boy,
Let all of California know why they call me

Cowboy, outlaw,
Top down, jeans off, sun’s burnin’ my hide,
Cowboy, outlaw,
West Coast wild, sippin’ on something untied.

I wanna be a cowboy, midnight rider,
Sleep all day, play all night,
Cowboy, midnight rider,
I can smell trouble before it’s in sight.

Call me “Tex,” call me “Doc,”
Duck’s in the back with a bottle of shock.
Rollin’ with a sunset queen, bottle of sin,
Saw a snake in a ‘Vette, rolled down my window and grinned.

No kiddin’, gun slingin’, spurs clankin’ the floor,
Call me “Hoss,” I’m the boss with the law at my door.
No remorse for the Sheriff, I’ll paint his town red,
And his wife? She’ll be screaming my name in her bed.

Cause chaos, rock like Amadeus,
Got West Coast wild for my outlaw beasts.
Mack like mayors, ball like Lakers,
They told us to leave, but they can’t tame us.

Why they wanna pick on me?
Lock me up, but you can’t snort away my key.
I ain’t no G, just a sinner, a savior,
Straight outta the trailer, still fuckin’ flavor.

Cuss like a sailor, drink like a Mick,
My only words of wisdom? “Radio edit—suck my…”
Flickin’ my Bic, ridin’ that coast,
Keep on truckin’ till the whole world explodes.

Cowboy, outlaw,
Top down, jeans off, sun’s burnin’ my hide,
Cowboy, outlaw,
Spend all my nights at Hollywood and Vine.

Cowboy, midnight rider,
Sleep all day, play all night,
Cowboy, midnight rider,
I can smell trouble before it’s in sight.

Cowboy, outlaw,
Top down, jeans off, sun’s burnin’ my hide,
Cowboy, outlaw,
Top down, jeans off, sun’s burnin’ my hide.

Cowboy—
Hollywood and Vine.

Doc’s got the cure, Duck’s got the grit,
Outlaw country rock—I’m the one who don’t quit.