She Thinks My Welding Truck Is Sexy

[Intro]
Yeah, she loves that welding glow,
Riding on the back, let it show, oh

[Verse 1]
There's a welder out on the road, working late by the pipeline,
Hammering steel, sparks flying, he's just trying to get by,
But there's a young lady, always around, carrying her basketball,
With food in her hand, she stands tall, she thinks my truck’s a ball.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every time she sees that big blue shine,
She runs across the yard just to get in line,
Wants to sit on that hot metal, feeling all alive,
She thinks my welding truck is sexy, makes her smile.

[Chorus]
She thinks my welding truck’s sexy, yeah,
That big blue machine in the sun,
Riding high, engine humming, having fun,
Oh, she thinks my welder’s sexy, oh yeah.

[Verse 2]
In the yard, she’s got her eye on me,
Climbs right up, just to see,
Deep in the back seat, pulling me in close,
In that welding glow, nobody knows.

[Pre-Chorus]
When I fire up that torch, sparks fly high,
She’s got that look, I can't deny,
Loves that fire, loves that spark, loves us being free,
She says I smell like bacon, eat me up, endlessly.

[Chorus]
She thinks my welding truck’s sexy, yeah,
That big blue machine, she’s wild,
Driving me crazy, like a child,
Oh, she thinks my welder’s sexy, all the while.

[Bridge]
Tailgate tales, under moonlight, stories told,
In that truck, we’re feeling bold,
Every weld and every ride, she's got that fire,
Loving all the sparks flying, our desire.

[Outro]
So I keep that truck shining bright,
With her sitting close by my side,
Yeah, she thinks my welding truck’s sexy,
And I can't help but smile wide.

Country rock, upbeat tempo, guitar, drums, cheerful vocals