Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
And when they break down, I jack them up in the yard
Yeah, it's boats and cars, tractors and trucks
Now, sometimes baby just can't understand
Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
Pull out my tools, my pride and joy
And when they break down, I jack them up in the yard
Pull out my tools, my pride and joy
I try to explain how it makes me feel
I like
Running up the road or crawling across the farm
And when they break down, I jack them up in the yard
I like
Playing all day with my little toy trucks
I just scoot over and I let my baby drive
Running up the road or crawling across the farm
Backhoes, bulldozers, earth-moving stuff
Big boy toys, motors and lights
But when I grew up, I guess I never really did
The awesome power of my hands on the wheel
Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
Knobs and switches and a four-wheel-drive
Knobs and switches and a four-wheel-drive
If I can't find the words to set things right
The mud on my boots and the grease on my hands
Gasoline and diesel fuel a running through my blood
That was my whole life when I was a kid
Pull out my tools, my pride and joy
Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
Big boy toys, motors and lights
She likes
Running up the road or crawling across the farm
Big boy toys, motors and lights
Knobs and switches and a four-wheel-drive
