My Crop-dusting Girlfriend

She walks by with a smile on her face, But then I catch a whiff, it's a different kind of grace. She leaves her mark, like a breeze in the air, My crop dusting girlfriend, without a care. Oh, she's got a way of lightin' up the room, Not with her smile, but with that gas perfume. In the car, on my lap, she don't hold back, My crop dusting girlfriend, she's got a knack. She rips one here, she rips one there, But I still love her, I swear. Sittin' on the couch, she lets one fly, I gagged so hard, I could almost cry. In the truck, with the windows all rolled up tight, She'll crop dust me without thinkin' twice. Oh, she's got a way of lightin' up the room, Not with her smile, but with that gas perfume. In the car, on my lap, she don't hold back, My crop dusting girlfriend, she's got a knack. She rips one here, she rips one there, But I still love her, I swear She might clear a crowd or make me blush, But her love's so sweet, I can't make a fuss. Through every puff, through every breeze, She's still the one that brings me to my knees. Oh, she's got a way of lightin' up the room, Not with her smile, but with that gas perfume. In the car, on my lap, she don't hold back, My crop dusting girlfriend, she's got a knack. She rips one here, she rips one there, But I still love her, I swear. So if you see us walkin', just beware, There's a little surprise floatin' through the air. My crop dusting girlfriend, she's one of a kind, And I wouldn't trade her, not for any other kind.