Well I got my first truck, when I was three
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees
Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before
I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door

She tried to pay me with a kiss I began to understand
There's something women like about a pickup man

When I turned sixteen, I saved a few hundred bucks
My first car was a Pickup truck
I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I seen
Was Bobbie Jo Gentry the homecoming queen

She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab, and said
'I never knew you were a pickup man'

You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe Deville
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates

I met all my wives in traffic jams
You're just something women like about a pickup man

Most Friday nights, I can be found
In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge
Backed into my spot at the drive-in show
You know a cargo light gives off a romantic glow

I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand
'Cause there's something women like about a pickup man

You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe Deville
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates

I met all my wives in traffic jams
You're just something women like about a pickup man

A bucket of rust or a brand new machine
Once around the block and you'll know what I mean

You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill
And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe Deville
I got an eight foot bed that never has to be made
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates

I met all my wives in traffic jams
You're just something women like about a pickup man
Yeah, there's something women like about a pickup man