Verse 1
Well I met her at the county fair
She was stacking hay like a millionaire
Big ol' smile and a curly head of hair
I said little lady won't you take me there
Pre-Chorus
She laughed so loud the chickens flew
Said show me what a city boy can do
Chorus
She can fit into my trunk
Got the space to spare we got the lucky luck
She can fit into my trunk
Fold the seats right down and give a friendly hunk
Verse 2
Now I ain't bragging I ain't trying to boast
But that hatchback's got the room to host
Bought her a milkshake bought her some toast
Now she's riding home with my fishing pole and coast
Pre-Chorus
Her boots are muddy her heart is true
Said I never felt this free like I do with you
Chorus
She can fit into my trunk
Got the space to spare we got the lucky luck
She can fit into my trunk
Fold the seats right down and give a friendly hunk
Bridge
Some folks thinks it's odd I guess
To stuff your sweetheart in a little old dress
But we don't care what the neighbors say
We're rolling down the highway the cowboy way
Chorus
She can fit into my trunk
Got the space to spare we got the lucky luck
She can fit into my trunk
Fold the seats right down and give a friendly hunk
Hook
Friendly hunk
Friendly friendly hunk
Friendly hunk
Friendly friendly hunk
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