Pickup Man

[Intro]

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[Verse 1]

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Well, I got my first truck when I was three
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Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees
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Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before
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I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door
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She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand
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There's something women like about a pickup man

[Verse 2]

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When I turned sixteen, I saved a few hundred bucks
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My first car was a pickup truck
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I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I seen
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Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecomin' queen
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She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab
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And said, "I never knew you were a pickup man"

[Chorus]

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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made
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You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates
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I met all my wives in traffic jams
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There's just somethin' women like about a pickup man

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[Verse 3]

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Most Friday nights I can be found
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In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge
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Backed into my spot at the drive-in show
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You know a cargo light gives off a romantic glow
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I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand
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'Cause there's somethin' women like about a pickup man

[Chorus]

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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made
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You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates
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I met all my wives in traffic jams
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There's just somethin' women like about a pickup man

[Solo]

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[Bridge]

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A bucket of rust or a brand new machine
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Once around the block and you'll know what I mean

[Chorus]

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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made
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You know, if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates
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I met all my wives in traffic jams
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There's just somethin' women like about a pickup man

[Otro]

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Yeah, there's somethin' women like about a pickup man


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