See that boy standing there by the dance floor
He´s lookin´ like the Marlboro Man
Starched shirt, starched jeans, big trophy buckle
And an empty Copenhagen can
He´s talkin´ cowboy this and cowboy that
Well I´ll bet one thing´s for sure
The only stampede that he´s ever seen
Is the clearance at the western store

All hat and no cattle, that boy just ain´t real
All boots and no saddle, don´t know how to make a cowgirl feel
Think I´m gonna tell him to pack up his act
And go back where he came from
´Cause all hat and no cattle ain´t gonna get it done

He´s just a smooth-talkin´, long-tall slow-walkin´
Srugstore-made-up dude
So honey don´t you fall for that fake Texas drawl
He ain´t right for you
What you need´s a man that ain´t just a hat stand
When you get him home
Well, I don´t look like much, but I can sure saddle up
And ride with you all night long

All nat and no cattle, that boy just ain´t real
All boots and no saddle, don´t know how to make a cowgirl feel
Think I´m gonna tell him to pack up his act
And go back where he came from
´Cause all hat and no cattle ain´t gonna get it done

All hat and no cattle ain´t gonna get it done