[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 [Chorus:] 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 [Chorus] [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 [Chorus [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 [Repeats]