She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

Plowin' 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 Open up a throttle and stir a little dust Just look at her face, she ain't a foolin' me She thinks my tractor's sexy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmer's tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's sexy We ride back and forth 'til we run out of 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 said she's got a dream and I asked 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 sexy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmer's tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's sexy 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's She thinks my tractor's sexy It really turns her on She's always starin' at me While I'm chuggin' along She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land She's even kinda crazy 'bout my farmer's tan She's the only one who really understands what gets me She thinks my tractor's sexy She thinks my tractor's sexy She thinks my tractor's sexy