Farmboy Fantasy

Be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Light me a cigar, fuck me on your pick up
Finger my guitar til I erupt
Underneath the stars
Fuck me on your tractor
Horse and guns and cars and ah ah

Light me a cigar, fuck me on your pick up
Finger my guitar til I erupt
Underneath the stars
Fuck me on your tractor
Horse and guns and cars and ah ah

Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a farm boy

Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a farm boy

Be my be my be my
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Be my be my be my
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Dirt road
Third load
I rode
Baby
Husbandry

Take your khakis
Choke me if you're nasty
Yeah

Tired of city boys with their ploys
You can simplify
We can fuck and pray in the hay
Chickens terrified
Be your country bitch giving Hallmark, yeah
Be your country bitch in a Walmart, yeah

Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a farm boy

Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a, love me a
Love me a farm boy

Be my be my be my
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Be my be my be my
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Be my
Light me a cigar, fuck me on your pick up
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Be my
Finger my guitar, and wife me up
Be my be my
Farmboy Fantasy

Be my
Farmboy Fantasy
Be my
Farmboy Fantasy
Yee hee



Credits
Writer(s): David Yu, Minh Long Nguyen
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