Lyrics:

Well, i can't danceAnd i can't singI ain't that smartBut i can lift really heavy things.When it come to lovin'Honey, mama,I'm the one you wantWell, i may not be the best lookin'But i'm the right tool for the jobI love my houseI love my dogI love my little sweetheart girlSkinny legs and allWhen it comes to trouble bustin'Mama, i'm the one you wantWell, i may not be the best lookin'But i'm the right tool for the job