[Verse 1]
I saw someone I knew in the municipal newsletter.
They were pictured in a black-and-white photo.
That proud look on their face told the whole story.
I read the text and understood what it meant.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
I happened to be outside, so I struck up a conversation.
I asked a question: “Is the crop coming in well?”
[Chorus 1]
Ringing the engine, cutting weeds down the line,
Plugging Happy Hill in, CW two is looking fine.
Talking to the neighbor, sharing knowledge and space,
Two PhDs are meeting in this beautiful place.
Got the fresh red tomatoes and the cucumber cue,
Rocking the strong bone under skies of bright blue!
[Verse 2]
That sparked a lively conversation.
I asked to see the produce they were so proud of.
They happily showed me everything, explaining each item with care.
There wasn’t a huge quantity, but there was a wide variety.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
As I watched, I noticed something.
A crucial element, something usually found everywhere, was missing.
[Chorus 2]
Ringing the engine, cutting weeds down the line,
Plugging Happy Hill in, CW two is looking fine.
Talking to the neighbor, sharing knowledge and space,
Two PhDs are meeting in this beautiful place.
Got the fresh red tomatoes and the cucumber cue,
Rocking the strong bone under skies of bright blue!
[Instrumental Solo]
[Verse 3]
The cost of buying the land was low,
But apparently, they’d poured a fortune into finishing the project.
They mentioned that the rest of the site was kept purely for display.
I thought to myself, “I could never do something like that.”
[Pre-Chorus 3]
They work a regular job during the week,
So I wondered when they actually found time to do the work.
[Chorus 3]
Ringing the engine, cutting weeds down the line,
Plugging Happy Hill in, CW two is looking fine.
Talking to the neighbor, sharing knowledge and space,
Two PhDs are meeting in this beautiful place.
Got the fresh red tomatoes and the cucumber cue,
Rocking the strong bone under skies of bright blue!
[Bridge]
“What did they say?” She asked.
“That there’s a four-year age gap,” I replied.
“Oh? So you asked about age?” She said.
“Actually, they asked me,” I answered.
[Final Chorus]
Ringing the engine, cutting weeds down the line,
Plugging Happy Hill in, CW two is looking fine.
Talking to the neighbor, sharing knowledge and space,
Two PhDs are meeting in this beautiful place.
Got the fresh red tomatoes and the cucumber cue,
Rocking the strong bone under skies of bright blue!
[Outro]
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