Hey

Hey

Hey, hey, I'm out here baling hay
And all my friends are cruising 'round town
Checking out the pretty girls
Hey, and what'd they say

They say, "Hey, hey
Park out, dear, come out and play
Kick ou, tire, wipe my perspire
'Cause my whole life was hey

Growing like weed, stick out your teeth
Playing underneath the Baby Jesus
Blowing out the truck
Heading down the highway

Looking pretty soft up in the loft
Come on, baby, kick your cowgirls off
I'm picking you up after I draw my pay
And we'll be rolling in the hay

Hey, hey, Ford, Dodge, Chevrolet
Different strokes for different folks
A little fellow walks up in a pink beret

He says "Hey", "Well hey"
Hell, that's okay
Turn the guitars up and raise 'em cups
Hell, my whole life is hey

Growing like weed, stick out your teeth
Playing underneath the Baby Jesus
Blowing out the truck
Heading down the highway

Looking pretty soft up in the loft
Come on, baby, kick your cowgirls off
I'm picking you up after I get my pay
And we'll be rolling in the hay

Put it on a flat bed and go for a ride
Under the moonlight, you by my side
Give it to the cow, make it go moo
Coo-coo-ca-choo, kick it off your shoes

Break a camel's back, Jack
Then you put it in a stack, yeah

Growing like weed, stick out your teeth
Playing underneath the Baby Jesus
Blowing out the truck
Heading down the highway

Looking pretty soft up in the loft
Come on, baby, kick your cowgirls off
I'm picking you up after I get my pay
We'll be rolling in the hay

My whole life is a hey...
Rolling in the hay

Hey



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Tompkins, Clint Lagerberg, Craig Wiseman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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