Hey man, them ain't high heel sneakers
And they sure don't look like cowboy boots
And that ain't rock and
Roll you're playin'
And it sure ain't country
Or rhythm and blues

You're singin' a song about makin'
Love to your drummer
Well, gay guitar pickers don't turn me on
And we don't all get into Donna Summer
Do you happen to know any
Ol' Hank Williams songs?


'Cause you see I'm a dinosaur
I should have died out a long time before
Have pity on a dinosaur
Hand me my hat, excuse me man
But where's the door?

Used to be I had a lot
Of fun in this old hangout
We'd get stoned at the jukebox
And stay out of fights now and then
Light a little smoke in the truck out back
Then a little old Jim Beam
And we'd get right

And you know these flashin' lights
Sure make me dizzy
And this disco's very strange to my ears
It looks like they've turned the
Longhorn into a spaceship
And I'll be leavin' just as soon
As I finish this beer

'Cause you see I'm a dinosaur
Should have died out a long time before
There's a whole lot of dinosaurs
So give us our hats, excuse me man
But where's the door?

Get us our hats excuse me, man
But where's the door?