Brother Banter - Dad Bod Lyrics

Well I just pulled up to Skinny Dip Cove
Threw off my shirt after cleaning them boats
No one could even understand
Just how bad I was needin' a tan

That's when she pulled up in her brand new Jetta
She let out a whistle and said
Hey there fella

She must like me for my Dad Bod
Not my money or my hot rod
And that's all good cause I ain't got one
She must like me for my Dad Bod

We're goin' out to Tin Roof on Tuesday
When we show up some people might say
What's a girl like that doin' with him
Seems like he ain't ever heard of the gym

But what they don't know is a figure like hers
Fits so well with all my curves

She must like me for my Dad Bod
Not my money or my hot rod
And that's all good cause I ain't got one
She must like me for my Dad Bod

Now we're ten years down and fifty more to go
I'm mowin' the lawn as she stares out the window

She must like me for my Dad Bod
Not my money or my hot rod
And that's all good cause I ain't got one
She must like me for my Dad Bod

She must like me for my Dad Bod
Not my money or my hot rod
And that's all good cause I ain't got one
She must like me for my Dad Bod

I can't help that it turns her on
Drives her crazy that I'm rockin' one
Talkin' bout my head turnin, beard churnin
World class sexy ass
Dad bod