Traktorführerschein English translation
von Melissa Naschenweng

You do a wheelie
Right in front of me
On your Harley,
I think you're really sweet.
And your six-pack,
That's something, too.
And I feel
My knees are getting weak.

You love to rev
On the asphalt,
But with this story,
We won’t grow old.
I like your Harley,
And I like you,
But that’s
Not enough for me.


Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Because all by itself
The wood won’t make it home,
And I don’t want to drag it on foot.
Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Start the tractor
And pick me up.
My boyfriend was here,
Now I’m alone,
But I’ll let you in
With a tractor license.

Here comes the next one
And starts flirting,
With his car
From nineteen-something.
He opens the door and says, “Come here.”
And I already feel,
I like him a lot.

The tires screech,
The exhaust smokes,
But I know
What I really need.
I like your car,
And I like you,
But that’s
Not enough for me.


Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Because all by itself
The wood won’t make it home,
And I don’t want to drag it on foot.
Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Start the tractor
And pick me up.
My boyfriend was here,
Now I’m alone,
But I’ll let you in
With a tractor license.

Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Because all by itself
The wood won’t make it home,
And I don’t want to drag it on foot.
Oh-oh-oh
All I want is a boy
With feelings
And a tractor license.
Start the tractor
And pick me up.
My boyfriend was here,
Now I’m alone,
But I’ll let you in
With a tractor license.