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A Demi in Isolation

Whimsical thoughts. Never wrong and never right. Not an artist or a writer by any stretch of the imagination. I am just, me. I have stopped questioning it.
3 years ago. November 25, 2020 at 7:07 AM

Not one to usually take on challenges, but I have been listening to a lot of sultry and smoldering songs on here and all I can think of making my panties wet is a recent conversation and a song that has me smiling from ear to ear in a giddy hype of wanting to have a little fun. 

 

This particular conversation involved taking a blanket into a corn field and "Making Crop Circles" So, here is my song that gets me perked up in all the right places and feeling fine. 

 

 

Somethin' 'bout a truck in a farmer's field
A no trespass sign, and time to kill
Nobody's gonna get hurt, so what's the big deal
Somethin' 'bout a truck in a farmer's field


Somethin' 'bout beer, sitting on ice
After a long hard day, makes it taste just right
On that dropped tailgate, on a summer night
Somethin' 'bout beer sitting on ice


And there's somethin' 'bout a girl, in a red sun dress
With an ice cold beer pressed against her lips
In that farmer's field, will make a boy a mess
There's somethin' 'bout a girl in a red sundress


And there's somethin' 'bout a kiss, that's gonna lead to more
On that dropped tailgate, back behind the corn
The most natural thing you've ever felt before
There's somethin' 'bout a kiss that's gonna lead to more


And there's somethin' 'bout a truck in a field
And a girl in a red sundress with an ice cold beer to her lips
Begging for another kiss


And there's somethin' 'bout you and me and the birds and the bees
And Lord have mercy it's a beautiful thing
Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, there's somethin' 'bout a truck


Somethin' 'bout a creek, around 2 a.m.
After a few of those beers, you wanna dive on in
You don't need no clothes, so just hang 'em on a limb
There's somethin' 'bout a creek around 2 a.m.


And there's somethin' 'bout a truck in a field
And a girl in a red sundress with an ice cold beer to her lips
Begging for another kiss


And there's somethin' 'bout you and me and the birds and the bees
And Lord have mercy, it's a beautiful thing


Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, there's somethin' 'bout a truck
Ain't nothin' 'bout it luck, there's somethin' 'bout a truck

OraclePollon​(sub female){NotYours} - I cant imagine living in a house that controlled everything right down to mysic. My dad was Rock and my mom Country, and we kids listened to everything we could get our hands on. I didn't even get in trouble when I threw a Jillion darts at my wall all over a Backstreet Boys Poster and messed up the wall... I think my dad was actually a little proud of me 🤣
3 years ago

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