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All the Way to Wyoming

She said she had long hair
the kind that ran away all by itself
soft and fine
clear down to her waist
She told me she wrote poetry
on the internet
talked like a free spirit
said she had no ties

I thought maybe
we could write
hoochie-coochie jingles
climb mountains together
and light up the sky
Now hoochie-coochie's
never truly been my style
but when I got her photo
with those big green eyes
it kind of clinched the deal
and made my heart beat
faster than you can whisper
America online

So I jumped on a plane
took a trip on a bus
hitched a ride in a truck
thought I'd be
her big surprise
But when I knocked on her door
something didn't feel right--
and holy crap
it turned out
the she
was a guy