Whose Truck Is That?

V1

Man I was minding my own

Heading south on ‘79

Panama City bound

Cross the bay county line

Spring break kicks off tonight

It’s just me and my boy looking for a good time

At the home of sunshine and dark tan lines

Pretty women and four wheel drives

Cruising down the strip for miles and miles

And when they step out it’s nothing but some

Boots and thighs

CHORUS

She like muds on the paint but it shines so clean

She got straight to the motor and it sounds so mean

Thirty five high heels she’s the mud digging queen

Got ‘em saying “Whose truck is that?” (2x)

V2

Now she was raised way back

Way back in the sticks

Country cornbread fed

Yeah we like ‘em thick

She gotta have a southern drawl

There just something sexy about a girl hollering “Yee-haw”

If you know what I mean

Wonder how she fit all that in them jeans

I’m trying to tell you it’s a beautiful thing

The way she bends it over got them busting out of the seems

CHORUS

She like muds on the paint but it shines so clean

She got straight to the motor and it sounds so mean

Thirty five high heels she’s the mud digging queen

Got ‘em saying “Whose truck is that?” (2x)

V3

She had them long legs

Like straight pipes

Blind you with her head lights

Couple shots she always get you home on those late nights

Six foot bed never gotta be made

When she’s all revved up

She can do it for days

She gets dirty like it’s for low

But rides so clean

I put some miles under her belt

When I fill her with that diesel

When I fill her with the diesel

When I fill her with the diesel

CHORUS

She like muds on the paint but it shines so clean

She got straight to the motor and it sounds so mean

Thirty five high heels she’s the mud digging queen

Got ‘em saying “Whose truck is that?” (2x)

 

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