Truck Drivin' Song
Weird Al Yankovic
From the album Running With Scissors (1999) I’m drivin’ a truck drivin’ a big ol’ truck Pedal to the metal hope I don’t run out of luck Rollin’ down the highway until the break of dawn Drivin’ a truck with my high heels on My diesel rig is northward bound It’s time to put that hammer down Just watchin’ as the miles go flyin’ by I’m ridin’ twenty tons of steel But it’s sure hard to hold the wheel While I’m still waiting for my nails to dry Oh I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirr’r and my pink angora sweater fits so tight I’m jammin’ gears and haulin’ freight Well I sure hope my seams are straight Lord don’t let my mascara run tonight Because I’m drivin’ a truck drivin’ a big ol’ truck Smokey’s on my tail and my accelerator’s stuck Got these eighteen wheels-a-rollin’ until the break of dawn Drivin’ a truck with my high heels on Oh I don’t mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me and my nipple rings don’t bother me too much But when I hit those big speed bumps My darling little rhinestone pumps Keep slippin’ off the mother-lovin’ clutch But still I’m drivin’ a truck drivin’ a big ol’ truck Headin’ down the interstate just tryin’ to make a buck Wearin’ feather boas with sequins and chiffon while I’m drivin’ a truck with my high heels on I’m drivin’ a truck drivin’ a truck Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck And I’m late for my appointment down at the hair salon So I’ll be drivin’ a truck with my high . heels . on . . . my high heels on! . . . .
