Well, I got my first truck when I was three  Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees  I 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 and 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 see  Is Bobbie Joe Gentry, the homecoming queen  She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab  And said "I never knew you were a pickup man!"  CHORUS  You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill  And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville  I've 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  There's just something women like about a pickup man  Most Friday nights I can be found  In the bed of my truck on an old chaisse 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  CHORUS  CHORUS  Yes there's something women like about a pickup man