20 Pure Denizen of the Citizens Band (vkontakte.ru/bestmusiclub)
I want to ask you fellows Why do you shut me out? When I've driven every place that they call land I talk plain talk I've seen the moon sitting on the road And I don't eat no Chateaubriand
And I drive my car Under same stars Where the miles are Come back I demand Dear gentlemen Please let me in I don't know how I can Make you understand I'm a pure denizen of the citizens band [4x]
Hey friend you know what I'd do If I was making the bucks I'd move into a place Where all they had was trucks 'Cause there's one thing I can't stand There's one thing that I cannot stand One thing I cannot stand Can't stand Cannot stand Can't stand