HIXTAPE - Pickup Man (feat. Joe Diffie, Post Malone) lyrics
Post Malone [Austin Richard Post] Syracuse, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[HIXTAPE - Pickup Man feat. Joe Diffie, Post Malone lyrics]
Well, I got my first truck when I was three
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees
Hauled marbles and rocks and
Thought twice before i hauled a Barbie Doll
Bed for the girl next door
She tried to pay me with a kiss
And I began to understand
There's something women like about
A pickup man
When I turned sixteen
I saved a few hundred bucks
My first car was a pickup truck
I was cruising the town and
The first girl I seen
Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecoming queen
She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab
And said
"I nevеr knew you were a pickup man"
You can sеt my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
Most Friday nights, I can be found
In the bed of my truck
On an old chaise lounge
Backed in in my spot at the drive-in show
You know the cargo lights give
Off a romantic glow i never have to wait in
Line at the popcorn stand
'Cause there's something women like
About a pickup man
You can set my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine
Once around the block and you'll
Know what I mean
You can set my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
Aw, drive that pickup now, boys
That's about it, ooh, ooh, ooh
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees
Hauled marbles and rocks and
Thought twice before i hauled a Barbie Doll
Bed for the girl next door
She tried to pay me with a kiss
And I began to understand
There's something women like about
A pickup man
When I turned sixteen
I saved a few hundred bucks
My first car was a pickup truck
I was cruising the town and
The first girl I seen
Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecoming queen
She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab
And said
"I nevеr knew you were a pickup man"
You can sеt my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
Most Friday nights, I can be found
In the bed of my truck
On an old chaise lounge
Backed in in my spot at the drive-in show
You know the cargo lights give
Off a romantic glow i never have to wait in
Line at the popcorn stand
'Cause there's something women like
About a pickup man
You can set my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine
Once around the block and you'll
Know what I mean
You can set my truck on fire
And roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it
For a Coupe De Ville
I got an eight-foot bed that
Never has to be made
You know, if it weren't for trucks
You wouldn't have tailgates
I met all my wives in traffic jams
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
There's just something women like
About a pickup man
Aw, drive that pickup now, boys
That's about it, ooh, ooh, ooh