Inspired by Dreams of Spring,

And the Kenny Chesney Song,

She Thinks My Tractor’s Sexy

Revvin up the old engine out in the cold cold snow

She’s watchin in the window, her face is all aglow

Soon with a basket full of sandwiches and cups of hot tea

She races out into the yard and jumps right on in with me

I open up the throttle and stir up a little snow

Just look at her face - she loves this bike so

She thinks my old bike’s sexy

It really turns her on

She's always starin at me

While I'm chuggin along

She likes the way it's cruisin’ while we're slidin on the ice

She thinks I’m kinda crazy, but she also thinks I’m nice

She's the only one who understands what gets me

I just know she thinks this rusty old bike is sexy

We scoot back and forth until we run out of light

Then I drive it to the shed and put it up for the night

We climb out of the bike and I put the radio on

She says she's got something important to say

But before I can even respond:

She says she wants me to quit foolin around and do some work,

“You are such a little kid at heart, Edju, you crazy old jerk!”

But she ain’t foolin me,

She thinks my old bike’s sexy,
It really turns her on,
She's always starin at me,
While I'm chuggin along

She likes the way it’s cruisin’ while we're slidin on the ice

She thinks I’m kinda crazy, but she also thinks I’m nice

 She's the only one who understands what gets me
And I just know despite what she says,

She really thinks my old bike’s sexy!

“Quit foolin around already, and go clean the litter boxes.”

“Yes, Dear.”

©2007, Spring Fever Ed

(She Really Does Think My Old Bike is Sexy)