Big Boom

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

Fire up the tractor, now I'm ready to go

If it ain't ice-cold beer, it's not going down my throat

Rode past my neighbor and I gave him a honk

Sometimes, I really love my wife, and sometimes I really don't

I just wanna sling some hay, and get paid

I'ma be a country boy until my dying day

When I die, bury me under a bale of hay

And tell them people I don't give a fuck 'bout what they say

When I plow my field, I'm coming home

Drinking ice-cold beer, eatin' tenderloins

Put on my new boots and hit the honky-tonk

We're gonna party all goddamn night long

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

John Deere on 32's

Me and my boys 'bout to make some deer stew

We pray to the Lord, and plow these fields

Got a yeti cooler filled with ice-cold beer (hey, hey, hey)

Victory is all mine

Smokin' hot bitch, fucked her on the combine

Fucked her doggy style, then I tried to break her spine

Then I fixed her car, and told her, "Baby, you're ready to ride"

Then I made some kick-ass, homemade, wine

Then I mixed my Coors Light with my moonshine

I'm a country boy, l'll be that way until I die

You know country boys, we make the world go around (hey, hey, hey)

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops

I'm just looking for a clean spoon

I got my girl in the other room

Big dynamite, big boom

Fire up the tractor, now I'm ready to go

If it ain't ice-cold beer, it's not going down my throat

Rode past my neighbor and I gave him a honk

Sometimes, I really love my wife, and sometimes I really don't