Lyrics
[Verse]
Well, it’s hotter than a skillet in the midday sun,
Sweat’s rolling down, yeah, the workday’s done.
Grabbed my old cut-offs, thought I’d take a stroll,
Didn’t know I’d be airing out more than my soul.
[Chorus]
My nuts are hanging out of my shorts again,
Catching that breeze like an old best friend.
Folks might stare, but I don’t care,
Freedom’s a feeling you can’t compare.
[Verse 2]
The neighbor lady waved, said, “How do you do?”
I tipped my hat, but I think she knew.
The dog started barking, kids began to laugh,
Guess I’m the talk of this old cowpath.
[Chorus]
My nuts are hanging out of my shorts again,
Catching that breeze like an old best friend.
Folks might stare, but I don’t care,
Freedom’s a feeling you can’t compare.
[Bridge]
Now life’s too short to be buttoned up tight,
Let it all breathe in the warm sunlight.
If modesty’s a virtue, I guess I’m a sinner,
But tonight I’m swinging free at the church potluck dinner.
[Verse 3]
Grandma shook her head, said, “Lord have mercy,”
But Grandpa laughed, said, “That’s how it should be!”
Life’s a little sweeter when you let it all go,
So here’s to the breeze and the things we show.
Style
new countrycountryacousticmale vocals
Prompt
I want to write a song about my nuts hanging out of my shorts with new country sounding music. Give it a male voice.
Credits
Prompt byLofiModulation836
GeneratedJun 12, 2025
ModelAria v4
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