Pickup Man

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Post Malone] Well, I got my first truck when I was three Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees Haulin' marbles and rocks, and thought it 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 somethin' women like about a pickup man [Verse 2: Joe Diffie] 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 Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecoming queen She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab And said, "I never knеw you were a pickup man" [Chorus: Joe Diffie & Post Malone, & Post Malone] You can set my truck on firе and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man [Verse 3: Post Malone & Joe Diffie] Most Friday nights, I could be found In the bed of my truck on an old chaise loun' Backed in, in my spot, at the drive-in show You know the cargo lights give 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: Joe Diffie & Post Malone, & Post Malone] You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man [Bridge: Post Malone & Joe Diffie] A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine? Once around the block and you'll know what I mean [Chorus: Joe Diffie & Post Malone, & Post Malone] You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe DeVille I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man There's just something women like about a pickup man [Outro: Joe Diffie & Post Malone] Aw, drive that pickup now, boys That's about it Ooh-ooh-ooh