Trooper - Real Canadians lyrics

It was a cold night in a hot town

When the alderman's wife pulled her shirt down

She was on to Tommy like a cheap suit

She thought his hair was cute or something

It was a cold night in a hot town

When the alderman's wife let her guard down

She was so excited she could hardly speak

The tequila swept her off her feet or something

There's a million stories in the naked dominion

Coast to coast

The real Canadians, the real Canadians

It was a hot night in a cold town

When a young accountant let his hair down

I must admit he was a cute fruit

But Harley gave him the boot anyway

There's a million stories in the naked dominion

Coast to coast

The real Canadians, the real Canadians

At a retirement party in a naval town

A Canadian groupie laid her guns down

When we asked her if she was really ready

She said she and Jesus were goin' steady

There's a million stories in the naked dominion

Coast to coast

The real Canadians, the real Canadians, the real Canadians ...

From the Malahat, to Kitimat, to Medicine Hat to Uranium City

From Thunder Bay, to Saint Jervais,

all the way to St. Johns, Newfoundland

The real Canadians ...