Big Boom

I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 Fire up the tractor, now I'm ready to go
 If it ain't ice-cold beer, it's not going down my throat
 Rode past my neighbor and I gave him a honk
 Sometimes, I really love my wife, and sometimes I really don't
 I just wanna sling some hay, and get paid
 I'ma be a country boy until my dying day
 When I die, bury me under a bale of hay
 And tell them people I don't give a fuck 'bout what they say
 When I plow my field, I'm coming home
 Drinking ice-cold beer, eatin' tenderloins
 Put on my new boots and hit the honky-tonk
 We're gonna party all goddamn night long
 I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 John Deere on 32's
 Me and my boys 'bout to make some deer stew
 We pray to the Lord, and plow these fields
 Got a yeti cooler filled with ice-cold beer (hey, hey, hey)
 Victory is all mine
 Smokin' hot bitch, fucked her on the combine
 Fucked her doggy style, then I tried to break her spine
 Then I fixed her car, and told her, "Baby, you're ready to ride"
 Then I made some kick-ass, homemade, wine
 Then I mixed my Coors Light with my moonshine
 I'm a country boy, l'll be that way until I die
 You know country boys, we make the world go around (hey, hey, hey)
 I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 I got my bowl full of Froot Loops
 I'm just looking for a clean spoon
 I got my girl in the other room
 Big dynamite, big boom
 Fire up the tractor, now I'm ready to go
 If it ain't ice-cold beer, it's not going down my throat
 Rode past my neighbor and I gave him a honk
 Sometimes, I really love my wife, and sometimes I really don't