Lyrics
I hate Dallas
I I hate Dallas
I I hate I hate I hate I hate 

Chorus
I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate (I love my Skins)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate
I love my Skins


Verse 1
I took a census of every Skins fan that’s had enough
of garbage talking Dallas bammas time to shut em up
Forecasting a tornado seen it on the Doppler
It’s a burgundy cyclone blowing in to shock ya
This is it
We don’t respect the Cowboys one bit
Terrell Ownes yous a punk @$$ &#^!@
Yeah we lost last week but that was last week
If them boys wanna sleep hear that flat line beep
Cowgirls week baby when the Skins win
Dallas yall squad is overhyped
Romo is overpriced
Tide changed overnight
When we spank your behind
Redskins on the grind
Blue stars pulverized
Cowboys 8-1
Ain’t why I’m hating em
They could be 1-8
They still make me nauseated
Please don’t count your chickens
The Redskins are gonna hatch you an @$$ whooping
The plot thickens 


Chorus
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate (I love my Skins)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate
I love my Skins 


Verse 2
The Cowboys are a big joke
They all got high hopes
They counting on TO
They counting on Romo
They talking post season
They talking Super Bowl
But I’m sorry Cowboys
Your play time is up
London Fletcher is the hit man
The Marion Barber get man
Drown these clowns
Dallas standing on quicksand
Block Andre Carter is what you oughta should did
He’ll drop Romo faster than Carrie Underwood did
Fred Smoot is too good for Dallas that’s too bad
Fred ‘s picking off two and he’s running two back
TO is too glad Sean Taylor feels too bad
Till LaRon Landry rocks his @$$ like Cotto
TO ‘s taking more hits than K-Ci and JoJo
Sunday ‘s the showdown we’re coming to the hometown
Cowboys now you get beat down
Ha! Coach Joe said knock you out 


Chorus
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate (I love my Skins)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (I I hate em)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (yeah)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate
I love my Skins 


Verse 3
Jason Campbell ‘s young
But his times has come
He’s the on field general for Washington
He can drop and gun
He can haul and run
Jason show Tony Romo how it’s done
(I hate em)
And you know the Cowboys are worried bout the Redskins ground attack
(I hate em)
Clinton Portis has the heart and strength to put this whole team on his back
(I I hate em)
Go! Skins! Go! Skins! Go! Skins! Go! Skins!
I love my Skins
Go! Skins! Go! Skins! Go! Skins! Go! Skins!
I love my Skins 


Chorus
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Hail to the Redskins)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Hail Victory)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Braves on the Warpath)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate (Fight for ol’ DC)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Hail to the Redskins)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Hail Victory)
I I hate Dallas Dallas I hate (Braves on the Warpath)
Dallas Dallas I hate
Dallas Dallas I hate (Fight for ol’ DC) 


I I hate em