Transfusion

Tooling down the highway doing 79

I'm a twin pipe papa and I'm feeling fine

Hey man, dig, that was that a red stop sign

Transfusion, transfusion

I'm just a solid mess of contusions

Never, never, never gonna speed again

Slip the blood to me, Bud

I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine

I gotta make a date with that chick of mine

I cross the centre line man you gotta make time

Transfusion, transfusion

Oh man, I got the cotton picking convolutions

Never, never, never gonna speed again

Shoot the juice to me, Bruce

My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead

But I'm a fast ridding daddy with a real cool head

I'ma gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead

Transfusion, transfusion

My red corp-suckles are in mass confusion

Never, never, never gonna speed again

Pass the crimson to me, Jimson

I took a little drink and I'm feeling right

I can fly right over everything, everything in sight

There's a slow poking cat I'm gonna pass him on the right

Transfusion, transfusion

I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion

I'ma never, never, never gonna speed again

Pass the claret to me, Barrett

A rolling down the mountain on a rainy day

Oh, when you see me coming better start to pray

I'ma cutting up the road and I'm the boss all the way

Transfusion, transfusion

Oh doc, pardon me for this crazy intrusion

I'm never, never, never gonna speed again

Pump the fluid in me, Louie

I'm burning up the highway early this morn

I'm a-passing everybody, oh, nothing but corn

Man, outta my way, I don't drive with my horn

Transfusion, transfusion

Oh, nurse I'm gonna make a new resolution

I'm never, never, never gonna speed again

Put a gallon in me, Alan

Oh, barnyard drivers are found in two classes

Line crowding hogs and speeding jackasses

So remember to slow down today

Hey daddy, oh

Make that type, O huh

Atta boy