Shelley Campbell - Drivin' You | Текст песни

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• Shelley Campbell
• Drivin' You

Slipshot Sam drove a beat up van.
Shotgun Slim gave me a cigarette.
The boys fro West V. drove me cross the state line
And I wish I was drivin' you.
Drivin' you.
Wish I was drivin' you.

Creekshaft Mark should have sold his rig for parts.
A good business man wouldn't mind that I sang.
Come 'round the mountain when she comes.
When she comes. When she comes. When she comes.
And I wish I was drivin' you.
Drivin' you.
I wish I was drivin' you.
Drivin' you.
Wish I was drivin' you.
Drivin' you home.
Home.