This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
I got me an Iowan gal
You should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
You may try and win her but you never will pal
My purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's pretty as a picture and happy as a clam
Pinch me and tell me how lucky I am
Ya may try to win her but you never will pal
My purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
Well you should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's got a round bottom and I like to spank it
She's quiltin' me up a cashmere blanket
She's pretty as a picture and happy as a clam
Pinch me and tell me how lucky I am
Ya may try to win her but you never will pal
She's my purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
Well you should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's the sweetest thing this side of Des Moines
She cooks up a mightf fine pork loin
So hop on an airplane catch a train pal
And get yourself a corn-fed Iowan gal
You should see my Iowan gal
You should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
You may try and win her but you never will pal
My purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's pretty as a picture and happy as a clam
Pinch me and tell me how lucky I am
Ya may try to win her but you never will pal
My purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
Well you should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's got a round bottom and I like to spank it
She's quiltin' me up a cashmere blanket
She's pretty as a picture and happy as a clam
Pinch me and tell me how lucky I am
Ya may try to win her but you never will pal
She's my purebred corn-fed Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
Well you should see my Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
I got me an Iowan gal
She's the sweetest thing this side of Des Moines
She cooks up a mightf fine pork loin
So hop on an airplane catch a train pal
And get yourself a corn-fed Iowan gal
You should see my Iowan gal
Lyrics submitted by ColonelClaypool_00
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