I need ya ta fixer, doc!
‘Ain’t been herself purt-neer half a week now
I know you’re the feller to git the job done.
‘Tried to fixer myself. She ain’t improved none.
I cain’t even gitter to milk the cow,
And, she’s ornery ‘round the clock!
I really need ya ta checker out.
Every month, ‘bout this time, her air filter gits clogged…
She starts talkin’ ‘bout yoga and goin’ to school.
If she gotter some schoolin’, I’d look like a fool!
Other than that, many good miles been logged.
‘Cain’t be the moon – just hormones, no doubt.
Still, I cain’t have them critters makiner silly.
I’d check under the hood. Do you know what to do?
Ain’t ya got some shot that’ll chase ‘em away?
‘Cause iffin ya do, that would sure make my day.
Can you giver a pill that’ll maker like new?
She’s a tough old gal. For a wife, she’s a dilly.
Any other time, she’s a’workin’ just fine…
‘Ain’t complainin’ or cryin’ or throwin’ a fit.
The kids and the dog gits along with her good.
She mops and cleans and folds the clothes like she should.
She’s a hog in the sack, but she snores quite a bit.
Her warranty’s good for as long as she’s mine.