I'm Delerious From A Legalized Controlled Substance

I just heard these girls say, "Beeeeaaaarrrreeeee, we'll take care o' yew!" If I hop in bed quickly enough, I might be able to meet them at Rodeo Exchange in my dreams. Good times. Heck, I'll even dance to AC/DC if that's my only option. And I might just bow up to the redneck in the corner. Yeah, you! Watchu lookin at, plowboy? . . . huh . . . getting sleepy. . . losing life force . . . .