I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd head across the yard
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To my big sandbox where I worked real hard
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Playing all day with my little toy trucks
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Backhoes, bulldozers, earth-moving stuff
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That was my whole life when I was a kid
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But when I grew up, I guess I never really did - I like
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Big boy toys, motors and lights
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Knobs and switches and four-wheel-drive
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Running up the road or crawling across the farm
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And when they broke down, I jack them up in the yard
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Pull out my tools, my pride and joy
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Man, you gotta love them big boy toys
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Now, sometimes baby just can't understand
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The mud on my boots and the grease on my hands
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I try to explain how it makes me feel
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The awesome power of my hands on the wheel
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If I can't find the words to set things right
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I just scoot over and I let my baby drive - she likes
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Yeah, its boats and cars, tractors and trucks
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Gasoline and diesel fuel running through my blood -
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I like them
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Man, you gotta live them big boy toys
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"big boy toys"
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Big Boy Toys
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| Aaron Tippin |
