Corn Star Lyrics

Look out boys here she comes
She loves green and yella
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She's not the kinda girl
You meet on the corner of hollywood and vine
But you might bump into her
On isle 21 of the farmer's feed and supply
With a bag of seed on her suntanned shoulder
Cutoff jeans and a tight tank top
With a big red mower on it
Make you want to be a farmer don't it

No, you won't see her in the centerfold of playboy magazine
No, she's too busy gettin' dirty in a field of green
She's a

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Corn star
The talk of the crop at every county fair y'all
Corn star
Blue ribbon winner for the last five years
They cut a 4-lane highway right through her pasture
Blamed it on progress and movin' traffic faster
But everybody knows the only reason for the road
Was to see her chugaluggin' on the top of that tractor
Corn star

Well you swear you've seen her in a red bikini
On a baywatch episode
But i'm tellin' you straight that 600 acres
Is the only life she knows
There's gossip in town, flyin' around
She was sunset strippin' for tips in la
But that's just a bunch of bean growers
Talkin' to the bean loaders
Ain't got a clue about a

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Oh she's the ffa and 4-h queen
Yeah coast-to-coast every country boy's dream
She's a corn star

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