Blowing off steam (brought to you by Big 'n' Rich)

Well, as if the hair and being oh, the ONLY black person on the block weren't reason enough for the neighbors to glance up curiously as I pass by, I'm sure the spectacle of me pealing down Washington Avenue on my bike, green purple and blue braids streaming behind me, belting out "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" at the top of my lungs didn't help any. Well, I mean fuck, I'm like wicked happy right now for multitudinous reasons and that song makes me smile a lot, so they can bite me.

"Well, I'm a thoroughbred.,"
That's what she said
In the back of my truck bed,
As I was gettin'... buzzed on suds, out on some back country road.
We where flyin' high, fine as wine,
Having ourselves a Big and Rich time
And I was going just about as far as she'd let me go.
But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation
Had me begging for salvation all night long.
So I took her out, gigging frogs,
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of.
AND WE MADE LOVE!

And I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city.
I make a lot of noise 'cause the girls, they are so pretty.
Ridin' up and down Broadway on my old stud, Leroy.
And the girls say: "SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
Everybody says: "SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
What? What? "SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"
Everybody says: "SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY!"

We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.