Trucker Hat

This is the song that reminds me of my trucker hat That I used to wear not to block out the sun With a john deere logo and a stain on the back From where you laid me out flat one look I was done And all these things mean nothing to me When I'm with you I've got everything I can walk and I can need Even god he would agree You and I were meant to be It's easy to see I'll never go out of style on you And nothing really feels the way you do Nothing in the world could ever make me look as good When you fit me like you do This is the verse about the Parachute pants That I learned to break dance in and thought I was good So much for believing the fat guy doesn't win Get the girl in the end I never thought that I could And all these things mean nothing to me When I'm with you I've got everything I can walk and I can need Even god he would agree You and I were meant to be It's easy to see I'll never go out of style on you And nothing really feels the way you do Nothing in the world could ever make me look as good When you fit me like you do I'm not the perfect guy A little slow but I've Got perfect timing with you Take a look around Outside the in crowd There aint nothing we cant do I'll never go out of style on you And nothing really feels the way you do Nothing in the world could ever make me look as good When you fit me like you do I'll never go out of style on you And nothing really feels the way you do Nothing in the world could ever make me look as good When you fit me like you do I'll never go out of style on you And nothing really feels the way you do Nothing in the world could ever make me look as good When you fit me like you do

She drove an '81 Peterbilt 18-wheeler Jet black with pink mud flaps It was a mean piece of metal with lightning in the pedal Thunder comin' out the back And them boys would chuckle when they saw her buckle Herself in the captain's seat But nobody was laughin' when she'd go to passin' Smilin' at them real sweet She is hell on wheels where the road meets the rubber A real gear jammer, a white line wonder Yeah, you only get one, and I wouldn't want another 'Cause mama was a bad mother trucker (Bad mother) Bad (Bad mother) Yeah, she was a bread winner, ain't no stoppin' her Stayed shot out of a gun Had me at a truck stop, just north of 40 In her cab on a Flagstaff run I was raised on jerky from here to Albuquerque Went to school on her ol' CB She made a name for herself, taught me how to spell R-E-S-P-E-C-T She is hell on wheels where the road meets the rubber A real gear jammer, a white line wonder Yeah, you only get one, and I wouldn't want another 'Cause mama was a bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother trucker, baby (bad mother) (Bad mother) Bad (Bad mother) (Bad mother) That's bad She's the reason I rock, the reason I roll I make my livin' on this road The reason that smoke stays in the stack My gone don't wanna go back Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother, bad mother Bad mother, bad mother, bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) Bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) Yeah, she's bad (Bad mother) She's a bad mother trucker (Bad mother) Bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) She's a bad mother trucker (Bad mother) She's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) (Bad mother) Jet black, I'll paint your mudflap (Bad mother) She's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother) She's a bad mother trucker, baby (Bad mother)

Well now you see that feller in the Louieville He's got a mighty fine opinion of his drivin' skills Give him half a chance and he'll bash your ear Tell you how good he is! He can drive all night and he can drive day And still be on the ball or so he'll say But I can share a little yarn about his claim to fame He'd rather not talk about It was on the Newell highway in July last year Somewhere after midnight it was cold but clear I see this big rig parked in the middle of the road Lit up like a Christmas tree! Well you can well imagine I expected the worst So I thought I'd take a look in the cabin first Then I see you know who by the side of the road Standin' there starin' at the stars and yellin' "Beam me up Scotty im'a ready to ride To take my place at the helm of the Enterprise And boldly go through those starry skies Hey I've proved my worth down here on earth I'm a star trucker, star trucker And it's time for me to go interplanetary I'm a star, star trucker " Guitar Solo I gotta tell you boys it took me by surprise To see the crazy look in that poor blokes eyes And when he sees me comin' he starts to scream "Klingons off the starboard bow" Then I have this flash on how to make it work I said "Son, it's not the Klingons, it's Captain Kirk" He says "Sorry Captain it's been a hell of a day" And I just, can't, push, it any harder So beam me up Scotty im'a ready to ride To take my place at the helm of the Enterprise And boldly go through those starry skies Hey I've proved my worth down here on earth I'm a star trucker, star trucker And it's time for me to go interplanetary I'm a star, star trucker Star, star trucker