Pickup Man

Intro 
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Well, I got my first truck when I was three 
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Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees 
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Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before 
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I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door 
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She tried to pay me with a kiss, and I began to understand 
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There's something women like about a pickup man 
 

 
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When I turned sixteen, I saved a few hundred bucks 
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My first car was a pickup truck 
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I was cruisin' the town, and the first girl I see 
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Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecomin' queen 
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She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab 
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And said, "I never knew you were a pickup man" 
 

 
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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill 
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille 
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made 
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You know, if it weren't for trucks, we wouldn't have tailgates 
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I met all my wives in traffic jams 
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There's just something women like about a pickup man 
 

 
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Most Friday nights, I can be found 
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In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge 
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Backed into my spot at the drive-in show 
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You know, a cargo light gives off a romantic glow 
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I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand 
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'Cause there's something women like about a pickup man 
 

 
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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill 
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille 
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made 
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You know, if it weren't for trucks, we wouldn't have tailgates 
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I met all my wives in traffic jams 
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There's just something women like about a pickup man  


Instrumental
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A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine? 
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Once around the block, and you'll know what I mean 
 

 
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You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill 
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And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille 
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I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made 
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You know, if it weren't for trucks, we wouldn't have tailgates 
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I met all my wives in traffic jams 
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There's just something women like about a pickup man 
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Yeah, there's something women like about a pickup man 
 

Outro 
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