Power Tools and Shower Fools

[Verse 1] Met her in Fresno at a truck stop show Told me “You smell like whiskey and woe” I said “Hop in, girl, I’m a certified freak” She said “I got ten minutes — make it peak” [Pre-Chorus] We hit the motel, steam started to rise I flexed in the mirror, dead look in her eyes I gave her the moves, the thrust, the spin She yawned once — then texted (Him again?) [Chorus] Power tools and shower fools She brought the fire, I brought the drool Gave it my best but came up short So she reached in her bag for the backup support Power tools and shower fools I was the pre-show, she brought the tools [Verse 2] I lit a candle, tried to make it sweet Slipped in the tub and banged up my meat Said “Tell me you felt that!” — she said “Not quite” Then pulled out a device with a headlight She turned it on and it shook the walls down Richter scale pegged over in the next town I sat in the corner with shampoo tears She hit a note I ain’t heard in years [Chorus] Power tools and shower fools She played it like a pro while I lost my cool I gave her effort, she needed more So she drilled through the silence while I mopped the floor Power tools and shower fools She got her joy — I got the stool [Bridge] She told me I was ‘emotionally generous’… Then moaned ‘Makita’ like it owed her money. [Final Chorus] Power tools and shower fools She left me a tip and a list of rules Next time bring lube, next time bring skill Next time maybe just let her drill Power tools and shower fools She got the buzz — I got the blues