Funky Sex Farm
Lyrics
Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
Getting out my pitch fork
Poking your hay
Scratching in your hen house
Sniffing at your feedbag
Slipping out your back door
Leaving my spray
Sex farm woman, I'm gonna mow you down
Sex farm woman, I'll rake and hoe you down
Sex farm woman, don't you see my silo rising high?
Working on a sex farm
Hosing down your barn door
Bothering you livestock
They know what I need
Working up a hot sweat
Crouching in your pea patch
Plowing through your bean field
Planting my seed
Sex farm woman, I'll be your hired hand
Sex farm woman, I'll let my offer stand
Sex farm woman, don't you hear my tractor rumbling by?
Whoa!
Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
Getting out my pitch fork
Poking your hay
Scratching in your hen house
Sniffing at your feedbag
Slipping out your back door
Leaving my spray
Working on a sex farm
Wolfing down some corn bread
Turning on the TV
Joining the grange
Hey!
Writer(s): CHRIS GUEST, CHRISTOPHER GUEST, HARRY SHEARER, MICHAEL MC KEAN, ROB REINER
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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