[Verse 1:]
He works nine to five, five to nine
99 point 9 per cent of the time
A motorhead with a bed in the back of his shop
He's got his eyes on the clock until that Snap-On truck comes
He shops like a chick, he buys it all on credit
Maxed out yeah, but he don't regret it
Cause he's in high demand a mans man
A modern day wrench slinger with a cellie in his hand
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He's a tool timer, sole provider
Sweatin for a dollar in his old blue collar
He don't use a book got it all in his head
If worse comes to worst man he'll jump on the web
Yeah he's flexible takes IOU's or trades
Work for work tell him what it is that you do
He's got every tool in the whole wide world, all he needs is a girl
[Verse 2:]
He's got about ten different 9/16's
Open end box and everything in between
Penlight in his pocket, McGyver meets Crockett
If it takes a tool to do it right I guarantee ya he's got it
Has a tool box lined with gold with a centerfold
Foldout taped to the side so he's good to go
He's standard and metric, hydraulic electric
Daylight to dark shop doors open and he's hectic
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[Verse 3:]
One of those white tank top tight jean jaw dropping missus
To knock him off his feet so sweet like mama's country kisses
Someone pretty as a pearl with bouncing blonde curls
Someone to rock his world and be a tool timer girl
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[Outro:]
One of those white tank top tight jean jaw dropping missus
To knock him off his feet so sweet like mama's country kisses
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