I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd head across the yard To my big sandbox where I worked real hard Playing all day with my little toy trucks Backhoes, bulldozers, earth-moving stuff That was my whole life when I was a kid But when I grew up, I guess I never really did - I like
Chorus: Big boy toys, motors and lights Knobs and switches and four-wheel-drive Running up the road or crawling across the farm And when they broke down, I jack them up in the yard Pull out my tools, my pride and joy Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
Now, sometimes baby just can't understand The mud on my boots and the grease on my hands I try to explain how it makes me feel The awesome power of my hands on the wheel If I can't find the words to set things right I just scoot over and I let my baby drive - she likes
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Yeah, its boats and cars, tractors and trucks Gasoline and diesel fuel running through my blood - I like them
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Man, you gotta live them big boy toys "big boy toys"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
