The Bod

My wife swears It drives like a Mercedes Stow and Go seats and a Five star safety rating What really drives her crazy Is the thought of putting babies In our brand new van My new tanline starts above the ankles Just below my shorts to the socks in my sandals My wife says it's too hot to handle and What she says goes Born to be mild Got the mower motor running Cutting straight lines like it ain't even nothing Something in the air Got the whole street a-buzzing Activate weekend mode Get off my lawn Unless you wanna party Got the ball game on And a cooler full of barley I'm a dad joke joker A mean meat smoker Got everything I want I'm just working on The Bod I'm just working on The Bod We can turn it up All the way to seven But we gotta pack it in To be in bed by eleven Then rise and shine To catch a little piece of heaven At Timmy's and Canadian Tire Let the day melt away Like butter on a biscuit Low and slow - you don't wanna risk it Where there's smoke you know There's gonna be a brisket I've said it and I'll say it again Get off my lawn Unless you wanna party Got the Jays game on And a cooler full of barley I'm a dad joke joker A mean meat smoker Got everything I want I'm just working on The Bod I'm just working on The Bod Work Out Get off my lawn Unless you wanna party Got the ball game on And a cooler full of barley I'm a dad joke joker A mean meat smoker Got everything I want I'm just working on The Bod I'm just working on The Bod I'm working on The Bod