Jerry can, big hat, pickup truck covered in dust
It's the cowgirls' call
All dressed up, smelling great, in the truck bed, the black bulls
It's the cowgirls' call
I'm coming in just the way they like
I'm bringing my saddle, she gallops
When we pop onto the track, they cry
In the car, in the room, you freak out in the sticks
The feature that drives you insane
You like the way I do it
I fell for the cowgirl
He digs the lasso of the black-belt cowboys
She gallops all night long
I'm coming in just the way they like
I'm bringing my saddle, she gallops
When we pop onto the track, they cry
In the car, in the room, you freak out in the sticks
The feature that drives you insane
You like the way I do it, go