She Loves My Gas Grill

Verse 1 I roll it out on a Saturday, Got my propane tank and my tongs in place. Neighbors stop and they all get still, When they smell that smoke, boy, they know the drill. Pre-Chorus Other guys got horses and shiny new trucks, But I got burgers, buddy, and that’s enough. Chorus She loves my gas grill, When I fire it up slow. Stainless steel shining, Like a rodeo. I don’t need no tractor, no longhorn thrill, ‘Cause she loves my backyard gas grill. --- Verse 2 Got a cooler of beer and a folding chair, Grease stains on my cargo wear. It ain’t a pickup, it ain’t a farm, But this ol’ Weber’s got its charm. Pre-Chorus Other boys rev engines, trying to impress, But I just flip steaks — and she loves me best. Chorus She loves my gas grill, When I fire it up slow. Stainless steel shining, Like a rodeo. I don’t need no tractor, no longhorn thrill, ‘Cause she loves my backyard gas grill. --- Bridge Maybe one day it’ll rust away, But until then, I’ll hear her say… Final Chorus She loves my gas grill, When the night gets long. That propane flame, Is our love song. I don’t need no tractor, no cowboy skill, ‘Cause she loves my backyard gas grill.