I Burned a Cowboy At the Melbourne Airport

I burned a cowboy ath the Melbourne airport
He said he didn’t mind because he was terribly bored
He struck a light, held a whiskey on high and said, «Pour»
Why nobody believed me
Why nobody believed me
Why no Sir
I did not think about
The law Sir
I did not realise that this could be a felony
Oh no
I found an angel at the Melbourne airport
He wore disguise, looked like any old guy to be sure
Told me to light that dear cowboy of mine
So I burned him alive — he was scorched
Cheers to the angel at the Melbourne airport
What’s become of him, my little runaway?
Ooh
Why nobody believed me
Why nobody believed me
Why no Sir
I did not think about
The law Sir
I did not realise that this could be a felony
Oh no Sir
I did not mean to do it
No Sir
I did not mean to take his life away
And now I’m all alone
Ooh…