If only...

Feel That Tire
(parody of Dierks Bentley's "Feel That Fire")

She wants a man to have some back
She wants the boy with a massive rack
She wants to help him dunk his Oreos

She wants to use him for bed
She wants to keep him fat and fed
N' Drive thru Taco Bell for a case of tacos

Cause she needs to feel that tire
A gut puts her in rut for sure
He's everything she wants and more
Her real desire, Is to know he'd waddle up beside her
To let her feel that tire

He wants an extra value meal
A quarter pounder go-large deal
She's makin' eyes from across a vanilla cone

She tells the cashier "It's on me"
Says "Boy, you look good enough to eat"
Hey man, she wants what she wants, and she wants to get him home

Cause she needs to feel that tire
A gut puts her in rut for sure
He's everything she wants and more
Her real desire, Is to know he'd waddle up beside her
To let her feel that tire
Yeah, grab that tire

She wants his meaty hand to hold
His plate size sweat rings thrill her soul
No, she can't wait to get lost in his rolls

Cause she needs to feel that tire
A spare that lets her know for sure
He's everything she wants and more
Her real desire, Is to know he'd waddle up beside her
To let her feel that tire

She wants a man to have some back
She wants the boy with a massive rack
She wants to laugh and share his Oreos