She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

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Intro: A 
 
Verse 1: 
A 
Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun 
 
Over by the gate Lordy, here she comes 
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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 throttle and stir a little dust 
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Just look at her face, she ain't foolin' me 

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She thinks my tractors sexy, it really turns her on 
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She's always staring at me, while I'm chugging along 
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She likes the way it's pulling  
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While we're tilling up the land 
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She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmers tan 
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She's the only one who really understands what gets me 
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She thinks my tractors sexy  
 
 
 
Verse 2: 
We go back and forth till we run out of light 
Take it to the barn, put it up for the night 
Climb up in the hay 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 
 
 
CHORUS 
 
 
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Well she ain't into cars or pick-up trucks 
                                      
But if it runs like a Deere man her eyes light up 
             
She thinks my tractors 
 
 
CHORUS 
 
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She thinks my tractors sexy 
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She thinks my tractors sexy