Lyrics

Verse 1]
Tim Ziggler, man of the pole and wire,
Fixes street lights, climbs up higher.
Got red hair, blue glasses shine,
Chewin’ that ‘baccy like it’s fine wine.

[Chorus]
Tim Ziggler, the tushy tickler,
IPA sipper and a back-road giggler.
From Plano town where the cornfields sway,
He’ll light your street and prank your day.

[Verse 2]
Work boots muddy, flannel’s tight,
He’s up at dawn, he’s home past night.
You’ll hear him laugh when the lights go flicker—
You best believe he’s the tushy tickler!

[Chorus]
Tim Ziggler, the tushy tickler,
Spittin’ chew like a country slicker.
Got a wink in his eye and a spark in his soul,
He’ll fix your fuse and pat your roll.

[Bridge]
Plano’s pride, electric king,
IPA in hand, doin’ his thing.
He may be wild, but his heart’s just right—
Ticklin’ tushies and bringin’ the light.

[Final Chorus]
Oh Tim Ziggler, the tushy tickler,
Line-dancin’ lineman, prankster pickler.
He’s got red hair, and a blue glare too,
Chewin’ and cruisin’ the 60542.