INTRO
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I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd head across the yard,
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In my big sand box where I worked real hard.
Playin' all day with my little toy trucks,
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Back hoes, bulldozers, earth movin' stuff.
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That was my whole life when I was a kid,
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But when I grew up I guess I never really did.
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I like big boy toys, motors and lights.
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Knobs and switches and a four-wheel drive.
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Runnin' up the road or crawlin' across the farm,
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And when they break down I jack em up in the yard.
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Pull out my tools, my pride and joy,
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Man you gotta love em, big boy toys.
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Now sometimes baby, you just can't understand,
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The mud on my boots and the grease on my hands.
I try to explain how it makes me feel,
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The awesome power of my hands on the wheel.
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If I can't find the words to set things right,
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I just scoot over and I let my baby drive.
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She likes big boy toys, motors and lights.
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Knobs and switches and a four-wheel drive.
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Runnin' up the road or crawlin' across the farm,
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And when they break down I jack em up in the yard.
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Pull out my tools, my pride and joy,
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Man you gotta love em, big boy toys.
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Its boats and cars, tractors and trucks,
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Gasoline and diesel fuel are runnin' through my blood.
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I like big boy toys, motors and lights.
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Knobs and switches and a four-wheel drive.
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Runnin' up the road or crawlin' across the farm,
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And when they break down I jack em up in the yard.
G
Pull out my tools, my pride and joy,
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Man you gotta love em, big boy toys.
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Man you gotta love em, big boy toys.
