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Drive, Drive, Drive (Fergie & The Steelheads) · I Drive Your Truck (Kristen Merlin) · Raw & Alive: The Seeds in Concert at Merlin's Music Box (The Seeds) · Merlin Atmos: Live Performances 2013 (Van der Graaf Generator) · Merlin: The Rock Opera (Fabio Zuffanti) · Raw & Alive: The Seeds in Concert at Merlin's Music Box (The Seeds) · Merlin: Bard of the Unseen (Kayak) · Merlin [Pseudonym] (Kayak) · Merlin (Merlin) · Merlin Atmos: Live Performances 2013 (Van der Graaf Generator) – and 90 other albums »


morning, if I’d been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain’t where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I roll every window down and I burn up
Every
'll show you the sights
You know you want to ride
On my garbage truck
Truck truck truck

We'll pass the mansions by 
Drive right through the needle's
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine! 
I'll tell mine
You're gay
By the way

I hate that
Stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine!
I'll tell mine
You're gay
By the way

I hate that
Stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine! 
I'll tell mine
You're gay
By the way

I hate that
Stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're
me this morning
If I'd been by your grave
But that flag and stone ain't where I feel you anyway

I drive your truck
I've cussed, I've prayed, I've said
Well we got to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from my pop
Dad used to drive a truck
to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from my pop

Dad used to drive a truck that's what
to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from my pop

Dad used to drive a truck that's what
haven't told you
Your mom and me just couldn't get along

So I'll drive
And I'll think about my life
And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside
Every time I
and I offered to buy him a cup
Well we got to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from
Well we got to talkin' shop and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup go
Well he said I got it from my pop
Dad used to drive a truck
Your admirers on the street
Gotta hoot and stamp their feet
In the heat from your physique
As you twinkle by mocassin sneakers

And I thought my
Your admirers on the street
Gotta hoot and stamp their feet
In the heat from your physique
As you twinkle by mocassin sneakers

And I thought my
your king out of cobra
No venom in em open my hand of women
I'm about the Benjamin fuckin' off as I spend it
In foreign countries comfy and fuckin
tonk
That rocks on Friday night

And hell yes I love my truck
But I want you to know
Honey I love your love the most

Man I love how Redman tastes
Your admirers on the street
Gotta hoot and stamp their feet
In the heat from your physique
As you twinkle by moccasin sneakers

And I thought my
Beautiful Teamsters, please let me join.
Can't drive a truck, but I'm willing to loin.
Beautiful Teamsters, I love youse all.
That's why I
Truck love! Right here!
Truck love! Right now!
Bewitched by pure power. That's truck love!
In the gully of your choice. Truck love!
Jam-up
got to talking shop, and I said,
“How'd you come by that name on your truck -- Giddyup Go?”
“Well,” he said, “I got it from my pop.
Dad use to drive
I'm obsessive and crazy
That's fine! 
I'll tell mine
You're gay
By the way

I hate that
Stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You're
and I said
Now did you come by the name on your truck Giddyup Go
Well he said I got it from my pop
Dad used to drive a truck that's what mom talked about
haven't told you
Your mom and me just couldn't get along

So I'll drive
And I'll think about my life
And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside
Every time I
When I drive through the great northwest
The snowcaps on the mountain tops
A pack of wolves surrounds my truck
And my fingertips are so cold
All this
haven't told you
Your mom and me just couldn't get along

[Chorus]
So I'll drive
And I'll think about my life
And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside