I'm drivin' a truck
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Drivin' a big ol' truck
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Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck
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Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn
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Drivin' a truck with my high heels on
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My diesel rig is northward bound
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It's time to put that hammer down
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Just watchin' as the miles go flyin' by
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I'm ridin' twenty tons of steel
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But it's sure hard to hold the wheel
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While I'm waiting for my nails to dry
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Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror
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And my pink angora sweater fits so tight
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I'm jammin' gears and haulin' freight
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Well, I sure hope my seams are straight
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Lord, don't let my mascara run tonight
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Because I'm drivin' a truck
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Drivin' a big ol' truck
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Smokey's on my tail and my accelerator's stuck
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Got these eighteen wheels-a-rollin' until the break of dawn
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Drivin' a truck with my high heels on
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Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me
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And my nipple rings don't bother me too much
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But when I hit those big speed bumps
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My darling little rhinestone pumps
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Keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch
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But still I'm drivin' a truck
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Drivin' a big ol' truck
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Headin' down the interstate, just tryin' to make a buck
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Wearin' feather boas with sequins and chiffon
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While I'm drivin' a truck with my high heels on
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I'm drivin' a truck
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Drivin' a truck
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Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck
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And I'm late for my appointment down at my hair salon
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So I'll be drivin' a truck with my high heels on
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Truck Drivin' Song
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Weird Al Yankovic |