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Meghan Patrick

Bow Chicka Wow Wow

 

Bow Chicka Wow Wow

(album: Grace & Grit - 2016)


There's something so attractive 'bout a working man that always makes sense
When he's backing out the tractor or patching up the old wood fence
He doesn't need a weight bench, you oughta see the boy split wood
Wrenching on a farm truck is how he makes his arms look good

All the ladies know what I'm talking 'bout
Whenever he's around it's like
Bow chicka wow wow

Sweating in a heat wave cleaning out the old hay loft
The ladies waiting all day to see him take his t-shirt off
He don't need Prada cos he's got a pair of cowboy boots
Yeah, farmer tan and blue jeans is better than a three piece suit

I know it ain't ladylike to say it out loud
But everything about him says
Bow chicka wow wow

Oooh
Wo-ow, wo-ow
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Tool belt on his hips
I'm dreaming 'bout the things that he could fix
Wo-ow, wo-ow
He's cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
All the ladies loving on a working man
Let me hear you sing it now
Bow chicka wow wow

He's got a nine pound hammer and I'm betting he can swing that thing
He got me looking at his left hand checking for a little gold ring
Always been a gentleman, see him run to hold that door
But he can get you all fired up stomping on the honky tonk floor

All the ladies know what I'm talking 'bout
Whenever he's around it's like
Bow chicka wow wow

Oooh
Wo-ow, wo-ow
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Tool belt on his hips
I'm dreaming 'bout the things that he could fix
Wo-ow, wo-ow
He's cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
All the ladies loving on a working man
Let me hear you sing it now
Bow chicka wow wow

Bow chick chick chicka chick chick chick chick
Bow chick chicka chicka
Bow chicka wow wow
Bow chick chick chicka chick chick chick chick
Bow chick chicka chicka
Wooooah

Wo-ow, wo-ow
Rough hands, soft lips, knock me out with one kiss
Tool belt on his hips
I'm dreaming 'bout the things that he could fix
Wo-ow, wo-ow
He's cute like big Blake, shoots like John Wayne
All the ladies loving on a working man
Let me hear you sing it now
Let me hear you sing it now
Bow chicka wow wow

done

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