Lyrics

Jimmy climbs poles in the heat and the rain,
Power lines hummin’ like a runaway train.
Toolbelt swingin’, boots laced tight,
Fixes your grid in the morning light.

But when the whistle blows and the sun gets low…
Jimmy’s got a very different flow.

[Chorus]
By day he’s a lineman, strong and brave,
By night he’s a willing little butt slave.
Hard hat off, harness on tight,
He’s flippin’ the switch in the moonlight!

[Verse 2]
He wires the city with grit and pride,
But moonlights where the whips reside.
“Yes, ma’am, more voltage please!” he’ll shout,
He plugs in — and never shorts out.

[Bridge]
He’s got calloused hands and a peach so round,
He’ll light up your heart and your underground.
If the power goes out, don’t fret or cave,
Call Jimmy — your lineman butt slave! ⚡🍑

[Final Chorus]
Oh Jimmy, the lineman, tough as they come,
But drop the lights and he’s ready for fun.
He’ll climb your pole, behave or misbehave,
Workin’ overtime — Jimmy the Butt Slave!