What's up, y'all? 
This is Kid 
RockTurn it up, turn that shit up
Hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Yeah, she hit me, yeah, she hit me
She hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
Mack Truck
I don't wanna beg but 
I think I'm gonna have to
Never laid my eyes on a girl so fine
Riding her pound on the disco saddle
Ripping that horn and blowing my mind
She hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackShe hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackShe hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Platinum spurs and a shredded up blue jeans
Drop down bonnet with a come on grin[Incomprehensible] mama with a peddle on the floorboard
Running me over again and again
She hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackShe hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
Mack Truck
HooAw, play the fiddle, son
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
Mack Truck
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackYeah, she hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackShe hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Hit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackHit me like a 
MackShe hit me like a 
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Mack Truck
Yeah, she hit me like a 
Mack Truck