I wheeled into a truck stop in Texas A little place called Hamburger Dan I heard that old jukebox a playin' Song about a truck drivin' man That waitress
Truck-on truck-on truck-on truck-on tyke Truck-on truck-on truck-on truck-on tyke O tyke baby you're a slender living lady you're dynamite yeah You're
Truck on Truck on Truck on Truck on Tyke Oh Tyke baby You're a slender living lady You're dynamite You're a jeep mouth dancer You're a right on dancer
Truck love! Right here! Truck love! Right now! Bewitched by pure power. That's truck love! In the gully of your choice. Truck love! Jam-up on a leaping
Space patrol It's out there I'd better get my pants back on My mom is coming over
Down where I was born was heaven on earth Where Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright We raised cotton
Yeah you can see the girl comin' From a mile away She's got her big wheels turnin' She's got Oklahoma plates She's got her sun roof up She's got her
When you wait for someone to come trough I'm sorry to inform you of the news On your own, you'll stand in line and wait To let them pick your poison and
I stopped at a road house in Texas a little place called Hamburger Dan's Heard that old jukebox a playin' song about a truck drivin' man The waitress
There?s reportedly a straight man at my local hair salon His skin is smooth, he?s manicured what the hell is going on I tell you girls I think the word
Heaven is a truck it got stuck on the breeze Asked the driver nicely, "I need a lift, I need release" The sand in the boats on the rose-covered floats
She lifted the monument in her monumental arms She was the mother superior with her carry-on luggage charms She was this androgynous powder nosed girl
HELLO I'M A TRUCK (Bob Stanton) « © '71 Central Songs, BMI » Hello I'm a truck You've heard songs about truck drivers many times their
I stopped at a roadhouse in Texas A little place called Hamburger Dan I heard that old jukebox started playin' THe song about a 'Truck Drivin' Man' Well
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah Turn my music up, turn my music up Truck shit now, truck shit now Truck shit now, truck shit now Turn my music up, turn my music
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These days go by like trucks and trains Some hit so hard you barely feel a thing Lights out right now back then and forevermore Lights out left now this