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You won't catch him paintin' high-dollar highlights in his hair
Or knockin' down walls in a mall lookin' for a hip shirt to wear
And he ain't in the market for a jet-black-on-black look-at-that bed
Or lustin' over some young brown-eyed bombshell brunette
But every once in a while after four or five days cuttin' corn in a row
He'll back the tractor in the barn, shut 'er down and say
"Time to sow some wild oats"
He'll pull that car around, wife comes runnin' out
She slides across the seat, no place he'd rather be
Than right there beside her, in his mid-life Chrysler
He's got buddies his age in a phase tryin' to turn back time
They got lawyers and ladies lined up to take a chunk of their back side
Meanwhile he and his bride of twenty-five years going strong
Are busy steamin' up windows like a couple of kids doing someting wrong
But every once in a while after four or five days cuttin' corn in a row
He'll back the tractor in the barn, shut 'er down and say
"Time to sow some wild oats"
He'll pull that car around, wife comes runnin' out
She slides across the seat, no place he'd rather be
Than right there beside her, in his mid-life Chrysler
Every once in a while after four or five days cuttin' corn in a row
He'll back the tractor in the barn, shut 'er down and say
"Time to sow some wild oats"
He'll pull that car around, wife comes runnin' out
She slides across the seat, no place he'd rather be
Than right there beside her, in his mid-life Chrysler
Got a mid-life Chrysler
Got her right there beside him