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Jim Croce
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Speedball Tucker
I drive a broke down rig on May-pop tires Forty foot of overload A lot of people say that I'm crazy Because I don't know how to take it slow
I got a broomstick on the throttle I got her opened up and head right down Nonstop back to Dallas Poppin' them West Coast turn arounds
And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker Terror of the highways 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 The snow may snow And the turnpikes they may freeze But they 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 turn arounds
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker Terror of the highways and all them other truckers Will tell you that the boy is mad To be drivin' in a rig like that
One day I looked into my rear view mirror And a-comin' up from behind There was a Georgia State policeman And a hundred dollar fine
Well, he looked me in the eye as he was writin' me up And said, 'Driver, you've been flyin' And ninety five was the route you were on It was not the speed limit sign'
And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker Terror of the highways and all them other truckers Will tell you that the boy is mad To be drivin' in a rig like that
And they call me Speedball, Speedball Tucker Terror of the highways and all them other truckers Will tell you that the boy is mad To be drivin' in a rig like that
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