She Thinks My Tractor's s*xy

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 I open up the throttle and stir a little dust Just look at her face, she ain't a foolin' me She thinks my tractor's s*xy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pulling while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmers tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's s*xy We ride back and forth 'til we run out a light Take it to the barn, put it up for the night Climb up in the loft, sit and talk with the radio on She says she's got a dream and I ask what it is She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids And one more teeny weenie ride before I take her home She thinks my tractor's s*xy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pulling while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmers tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's s*xy Well, she ain't into cars or pickup trucks But if it runs like a Deere, man her eyes light up She thinks my tractor She thinks my tractor's s*xy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pulling while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmers tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's s*xy She thinks my tractor's s*xy She thinks my tractor's s*xy