Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea
I make a little room and she climbs on up
Open up the throutle and stur a little dust
Just look at her face she isn't fooling me
She thinks my tractors sexy, It really turns her on
She's always staring at me, while I'm chugging along
She likes the way it's pulling, while we are tilling up her land
She's even kinda crazy about my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors sexy
We are riding back and forth, until we run out of light
Take it to the barn, put it up for the night
Climb up to the loft, sit and talk with the radio on
She said she has a dream, and I ask what it is
She wants a little farm, and a yard full of kids
And one more teeny weenny ride, before I take her home
She thinks my tractors sexy, It really turns her on
She's always staring at me, while I'm chugging along
She likes the way it's pulling, while we are tilling up her land
She's even kinda crazy about my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors sexy
While she anit in to cars or pick up trucks
but if it runs like a deere man her eyes light up
She thinks my tractor
She thinks my tractors sexy, It really turns her on
She's always staring at me, while I'm chugging along
She likes the way it's pulling, while we are tilling up her land
She's even kinda crazy about my farmers tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractors sexy
She thinks my tractors sexy
She thinks my tractors sexy
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