Something ’bout the Way They Walk

[Verse 1] I love my wife, she’s sweet and kind She packs my lunch, she lets me unwind Got a little house, a picket fence But there’s this itch I can’t suppress Every time I hit the gym I feel that tingle deep within It ain’t the weights, it ain’t the sweat It’s Travis’ shorts — Lord, they cling so wet [Chorus] ‘Cause there’s somethin’ ‘bout the way them Wranglers ride On a good ol’ boy with burly thighs I say “nice catch” when we’re tossin’ the ball But I’m really thinkin’ ’bout how he fills them overalls I try to pray, try to talk it through But I keep high-fivin’ and squeezin’ glutes [Verse 2] My wife says, “Honey, let’s take a cruise” I say, “Sure, as long as the captain’s dudes” Tried therapy, and Bible class But I still stare when the boys walk past Mowin’ the lawn in cutoff jeans Suddenly I’m havin’ wild daydreams I say it’s “locker room horseplay” But I slapped Bill’s butt like I meant it yesterday [Chorus] Yeah, there’s somethin’ ’bout the way they walk on by That makes me question my whole married life They talk about trucks, and bait, and bass But I’m distracted by all that ass I say I’m straight, but the truth gets stuck When I catch myself whisperin’, “Damn, nice butt” [Bridge] Maybe I’m bi, maybe I’m lost Maybe I just like liftin’ dudes across the crossfit box I ain’t ashamed, just confused as hell But I keep playin’ cornhole a little too well [Final Chorus] Yeah, I got a wife, but my mind drifts off To a field full of bros just takin’ shirts off We toast to freedom, God, and the flag But I’m toastin’ cheeks every time I snag A handful of denim, Lord help my soul I’m a good ol’ boy who loves a strong man’s hole