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I was drivin through the desert when I saw a distant light.—Too tired to make Vegas, thought I'd turn in for the night—And 'Arnes Hawaiian Garden Inn' looked tackier than hell—
So I checked into the 'Bun Boy Motel'.—
(REFRAIN):Just an hour out of Vegas, on old hiway fifteen— where the clerks are always courteous, the rooms are always clean—
And dontcha know they cater to a special clientele—- In Baker, at the Bun Boy Motel.—-
Well I found a clean and quiet room and drifted off to dream—It looked just like a motel 6 but it wasn't what it seemed—
Next mornin' 'fore I ordered up my coffee and my juice—
This feller sat up next to me, and said his name was Bruce—
Well I thought I'd git right outa there, but I am such a dope—
I HAD to have a shower, and that's where I dropped the soap—
I leaned down to retrieve it and then I remembered, hell… I'm stayin' at the Bun Boy Motel—
(refrain)
Now I've been against gay marriage even more snce my divorce— It's not a natural union like a cowboy and his horse—
I've never liked to talk about my problems with romance—
And once I beat a feller up, just for askin me to dance—
But now I've had a change of heart, denial days are through—
I live right off the hiway now on Baker Avenue–
I've found a new position I'm so happy that I stopped—
And Bruce and I got married, and we're hoping to adopt—
Now I'm the queen of fairyland, jest call me 'TinkerBelle'— I'm the desk clerk at the Bun Boy Motel'!
country swing song for Nt and TB:
I was drivin through the desert when I saw a distant light.—Too tired to make Vegas, thought I'd turn in for the night—And 'Arnes Hawaiian Garden Inn' looked tackier than hell—
So I checked into the 'Bun Boy Motel'.—
(REFRAIN):Just an hour out of Vegas, on old hiway fifteen— where the clerks are always courteous, the rooms are always clean—
And dontcha know they cater to a special clientele—- In Baker, at the Bun Boy Motel.—-
Well I found a clean and quiet room and drifted off to dream—It looked just like a motel 6 but it wasn't what it seemed—
Next mornin' 'fore I ordered up my coffee and my juice—
This feller sat up next to me, and said his name was Bruce—
Well I thought I'd git right outa there, but I am such a dope—
I HAD to have a shower, and that's where I dropped the soap—
I leaned down to retrieve it and then I remembered, hell… I'm stayin' at the Bun Boy Motel—
(refrain)
Now I've been against gay marriage even more snce my divorce— It's not a natural union like a cowboy and his horse—
I've never liked to talk about my problems with romance—
And once I beat a feller up, just for askin me to dance—
But now I've had a change of heart, denial days are through—
I live right off the hiway now on Baker Avenue–
I've found a new position I'm so happy that I stopped—
And Bruce and I got married, and we're hoping to adopt—
Now I'm the queen of fairyland, jest call me 'TinkerBelle'— I'm the desk clerk at the Bun Boy Motel'!
—(Refrain)
Is anyone going to make a Naked Trucker strip game, so we can all wind up naked at the end of the show?