Hood up, bent over that carburetor. I skinned my knuckle damn that hurt. Got a 6 pack chillin' on ice for later and grease all over my white t-shirt. My brother taught me how to throw a curve ball. The cheerleadin' thing never felt quite right. When it comes to high fashion I hit a brick wall. This girl's just one of the guys. You can dress me up, but it won't change the way I walk against the grain. I can rock your world and if my mood is right you can take me home but I'm gonna drive. 'Cause this girls just one of the guys. I can throw darts, talk about fishin', tell a dirty joke and watch NASCAR. I can help you with your love life and tell you 'bout women. Drink you under the table at your favorite bar. You can dress me up but it won't change the way I walk against the grain. I can rock your world and if my mood is right you can take me home but I'm gonna drive. 'Cause this girls just one of the guys. ____________________________________ MAIN | INFO | FRIENDS
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