Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson - Pickup Man songtekst
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Well I got my first truck, when I was three, Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before I hauled a barbie doll bed for the girl next door When she paid me with a kiss I began to understand, There's just something women like about a pickup man When i turned sixteen, I saved a few hundred bucks My first car was a pickup truck Started cruisin' the town and the first girl I seen Was bobbie Jo gentry the homecoming queen She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab, and said "I never knew you were a pickup man!" You can set my truck on fire, roll it down a hill But I still wouldn't trade it for a coupe deville It's got an eight foot bed that never has to be made You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams, You know there's something women like about a pickup man Most friday nights, I can be found In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge You know a cargo light gives off a romantic glow I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand, There's just something women like about a pickup man You can set my truck on fire, roll it down a hill But I still wouldn't trade it for a coupe deville It's got an eight foot bed that never has to be made You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams, You know there's something women like about a pickup man (Instrumental) A bucket of rust, or a brand new machine Once around the block and you'll know what I mean You can set my truck on fire, roll it down a hill But I still wouldn't trade it for a coupe deville It's got an eight foot bed that never has to be made You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams, You know there's something women like about a pickup man Yeah there's something women like about a pickup man