First month I met her, it was so much better
Our love was good to go
But now, I feel I just don't get her
This here gal, I just don't know
She gets real mean after drinking beers
She drives all around through town
To the farm, she makes blunders
Why's she tippin' cows?

'Cause when she's tippin' cows, it's tearin' me apart
Startling those heifers in the shadowy dark
My eyes fill with tears as I hear angry moos
Those creatures call for truce
When she's tippin' cows

Well, I guess that there there're things dumber
Other things more lame
Pranks on the phone with random numbers
Or to light your farts to flame
But on Friday, it's the same old thing
And sweat beads cross my brow
'Cause that night she will be drinkin'
Then she's tippin' cows

And when she's tippin' cows, it gives them such a start
Laughin' 'til she's blind, and acting none too smart
She just nimbly takes her time, walks on tiptoes
Then bops them on the nose

Yes, she's tippin' cows, she thinks it 's just a lark
I can hear the moos, a-bawlin' in the park
I think that I should call a big TV talk show
Jerry Springer? You should know...
That's she's tippin' cows!