Lyrics
Betty's on the Bayou
Rick Amburgey/ Bobby Turk
She's a retired school teacher
Now a Walmart greeter
A perfect mother
And a pretty good wife
Nobody saw a single sign
She could get that wild
Oh, she was the queen
Of the suburban life
Chorus:
Anyone she might know
Was way out of sight
She headed straight to Louisiana
On a Southwest red-eye flight
Now, Betty's on the bayou tonight
She was drinking from a blue cup
Up and down Bourbon Street
Talkin like Natalie Wood
To some wannabe James Dean
Shotgunning beers and taking shots
Queen of the penny slots
It won’t be her fault if the party stops
She’s giving it all she’s got
Repeat Chorus
She’ll probably wake up with a pounding head
But that don’t mean she will have any regrets
Won’t take her long to get going again
Cause there’s a crawfish boil tonight
She will be eating gumbo and jambalaya
Then drinking and dancing until the early morning light
Woah, but tonight
Repeat Chorus
You know Betty's on the bayou tonight
It won’t be long before Betty’s back at home
Planning her next big getaway
And she’s thinking about Aruba
Or maybe Montego Bay