Country Song Bell Jar

I don't fit well in Texas
With my leopard speckled hide
I stand out down in Arkansas
With my Italiano pride
I can't eat the food in Georgia
They put oregano is their sauce
I can't drink the wine in Virginny
Or get on an unsaddled hoss
I might not sing a country song
That a southern boy would fancy
But I sure can rope those cowboys in
More than Gina, Kate or Nancy!
For I'm the belle of any ball
Be it southern, north or west,
And I can win William Jefferson
If I were forty years or less!