When I was a trucker

Maria didn't care too much for this country western dedicated to her
 

(August 2011)

at a truck stop diner

when i need a break

you're that shiny beacon

that nice t-bone steak

the center of attention

in the middle of my plate

i spurned the potato

and asked for more of you

she asked if i wanted more gravy

i said i do

like soul food and your ribs

i stick to you like glue

living this life

out here on the road

you remind me of everything

hauling 18 wheels

and a helluva load

i hit the gas

i'm horny as a toad

you're the courtesy flush

at a rest area bathroom

after i've done my deed

you're the cherry twizzlers

dropping from the vending machine

you're the dirty pictures

from a well loved magazine

you're a fresh pack of marlboros

shiny white and red you gleam

you're the wind in my face

when i have the windows down

you're the tobacco juice on my face

when the wind turns it around

you're the $2 whore

when i'm new in town

you're the skid row motel

where that lady drowned

they had a shallow pool

she didn't make a sound

because she was bound

but i woke up

and realized it was all a dream!

my trucking life

was make believe!

i am but a man

who's found his queen

you're the itch in my balls

the cat in my calls

you're at the end of my halls

all along

the paint on my walls

I love you girl.