Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t
Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t… bucket bucket bucket…
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but i gotta be cool
Drivin’ down the road i’ll get my kicks
A’poppin’ the clutch and a’slippin’ the sticks
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t… bucket bucket bucket…
I was right, too, she’s first in her class
There’s nothing on the freeway she don’t pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But there’s only one seat in my bucket t
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t… bucket bucket bucket…
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