Speedball Tucker 歌词

	作词 : Croce
	I drive a broke-down rig on may-pop tires 40 foot of overload
	Lotta people say that I'm crazy because I don't know how to take it slow
	I got a broomstick on the throttle, I gotta rope it up and head right down
	Non-stop back to Dallas poppin' them west coast turnarounds
	And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker,
	terror of the highway and all them other truckers
	will tell you that the boy is mad
	to be drivin' in a rig like that
	You know the rain may blow, snow may snow, and the turnpikes they may freeze
	But that don't bother ol' Speedball, he goin' any damn way he please
	He got a broomstick on the throttle to keep his throttle foot a-dancin' 'round
	With a cupful of cold, black coffee, and a pocketful of west Coast turnarounds
	One day I looked into my rear-view mirror, and comin' up from behind
	Was a Georgia state policeman, and a hundred dollar fine
	Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up,he said, driver you been flyin'
	And 95 was the route you was on, it was not the speed limit sign

	zuo ci : Croce
	I drive a brokedown rig on maypop tires 40 foot of overload
	Lotta people say that I' m crazy because I don' t know how to take it slow
	I got a broomstick on the throttle, I gotta rope it up and head right down
	Nonstop back to Dallas poppin' them west coast turnarounds
	And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker,
	terror of the highway and all them other truckers
	will tell you that the boy is mad
	to be drivin' in a rig like that
	You know the rain may blow, snow may snow, and the turnpikes they may freeze
	But that don' t bother ol' Speedball, he goin' any damn way he please
	He got a broomstick on the throttle to keep his throttle foot adancin' ' round
	With a cupful of cold, black coffee, and a pocketful of west Coast turnarounds
	One day I looked into my rearview mirror, and comin' up from behind
	Was a Georgia state policeman, and a hundred dollar fine
	Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up, he said, driver you been flyin'
	And 95 was the route you was on, it was not the speed limit sign

	zuò cí : Croce
	I drive a brokedown rig on maypop tires 40 foot of overload
	Lotta people say that I' m crazy because I don' t know how to take it slow
	I got a broomstick on the throttle, I gotta rope it up and head right down
	Nonstop back to Dallas poppin' them west coast turnarounds
	And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker,
	terror of the highway and all them other truckers
	will tell you that the boy is mad
	to be drivin' in a rig like that
	You know the rain may blow, snow may snow, and the turnpikes they may freeze
	But that don' t bother ol' Speedball, he goin' any damn way he please
	He got a broomstick on the throttle to keep his throttle foot adancin' ' round
	With a cupful of cold, black coffee, and a pocketful of west Coast turnarounds
	One day I looked into my rearview mirror, and comin' up from behind
	Was a Georgia state policeman, and a hundred dollar fine
	Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up, he said, driver you been flyin'
	And 95 was the route you was on, it was not the speed limit sign

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