Lyrics:

im gettin married to my pickup truckit doesn't leave me when im down on my luckit doesn't shop at fancy stores or have a lawyeror want a divorceit doesn't care if I stay out lateit doesn't bitch about the money i makewe'll be together till the endit won't sleep with my best friendim gonna get down on one kneeand ask my truck if it'll marry mei'll never drive another carwe'll honeymoon at the titty barwe're gonna have the time of our lifethe exhaust pipes are tighter than my Ex-wifeyou think im crazy, but listen to thisi can bring home a hooker and it won't get pissed nowedding ring won't cost me a buckwhen I get married to my pickuppickup truck