She is . . .

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She's my baby she's my gal

I love her more than anyone of my pals

She's slick and straight; she's my kind a gal

She has curves, curves she has

She's loud, and boy is she a proud mass

She's reliable, won't let you down, she's quite a lass.

She's not all good she has her flaws

She likes the mud, and always has dirty paws

She has her fun with breaking the laws

She's my baby she's my gal

She roars and screams, boy does she yell

She's fast and rides real smooth, she really sails

I strip her down so I can look at all her parts

If you think I've been talking bout a girl then you aren't smart

Why you see I've been talking bout a truck, a truck with a heart

She won't break your heart like other gals

She is always a pal

She is quite swell, she's my gal

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