walkin around I see you, that's you, a HATER! Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks, big wheels roll Macks, trucks
Space patrol It's out there I'd better get my pants back on My mom is coming over
and kids You either lived on a farm or wished you did And Jesus always walked close by our side Where I grew up, we rode in trucks There's a lot about
pick your poison and then decide your fate Standing on lines that you never want to cross Better listen to the boss I know you're lonely too I'm sleeping between trucks
how I feel That?s the deal it?s how I feel I like men in trucks Yeah that?s the deal it?s how I feel I like men in trucks
Dancing backwards wound up in another place and time No way of knowing where I was headed to Maybe I was running away like always Sure wasn't ready for
Crash on the levee, mama Water's gonna overflow Swamps gonna rise And no boats gonna row Now you can train on down To William's Point You can bust your
Was a time when I was younger I saw things get out of hand Now I'm older in the story I realize where I've been It's time I finally said These days is
I am my father's child Am my father's child Train that's bound for nowhere Runnin' free and wild I am my father's child The world has passed me by
You send up the ladder Down without a rope Was the only time it mattered Aw-when I was broke Then your
Did you drop your baby at the bottom of the blues? Well, everybody's gotta suffer for all the things you choose Well, I need you sweetie, I ain't got
I need your sweet inspiration I need you here on my mind every hour of the day Without your sweet inspiration The lonely hours of the night just don't
I know, know what it's like on my own Things have been wrong but I don't want to be alone again Sometimes time ain't always on our side You can't let
I see the people Starvin' in rags I see my brother Lyin' down with a pain I hear the babies cryin' To their Father God Askin' Him why you lettin' me born
My mind is weary and I'm losing sight If loving you is worth the fight Sometimes I can see it But I don't want no one else, ooh A lesser woman would
I wanna know how it feels to be kissed cold chills run?n up and down my spine I wanna know how it feels to be talked to Till the word drive me stoned
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street in your mini truck. Mini trucks suck. Stupid piece of shit. Hip-hop fuck. Mini trucks suck. Cross the street in your mini truck. Mini trucks suck
