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lirik lagu jimmy logdson - gear jammer

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i’m a gear~jammin’ buddy, i live on short~order dinners
as a semi~driver, i ain’t nothin’ but a winner
i like my highways straight, and my women with curves
i’m a hundred forty pounds of nothin’ but nerves
my air~h~rn’s a~blastin’, my wheels’ve got spinners
i’m a gear~jammin’ buddy, i live on short~order dinners

i’se drivin’ my semi the other night
when i switched to my high beams and saw quite a sight
it was a chick on the shoulder, with the flat~tire blues
i slammed on my airbrakes, i had nothin’ to lose
the way i stopped, it made the highway thinner
i’m a gear~jammin’ buddy, i live on short~ordеr dinners

i jumped from the cab and i startеd runnin’ back
when outta nowhere come a big cadillac
uh, three mugs jumped out, and they each had a gun
from the looks on their faces, aw, i wanted to run
it was a frame~up, i was shakin’ like a sinner
i’m a gear~jammin’ buddy, live on short~order dinners

well, a blonde with a flat took my wallet away
she turned to the others, and she said, okay
then they jumped in the cad, and they wheeled down the road
could i catch ’em, in my semi, with my heavy load?
i’se loaded up with paint, and a lotta paint thinner
i’m a gear~jammin’ buddy, i live on short~order dinners
i jumped in my truck, and i started to chase
and i’se closin’ in behind ’em; man, what a race
i started passin’ on the left, and i cut in close
and the cad left the road, and met a telephone post
i thought again of that blonde, i wish i’d never seen her
’cause the wallet had the dough to buy my short~order dinners

i wheeled on out ’cause i didn’t wanna linger
but the cops got the mugs, and they pointed the finger
their story hit the paper, uh, the very next day
and my boss cut me off without severance pay
the case went to court, and the blonde told a story
the woulda made a saint sin, and would’ve faded old glory

but the all~male jury believed she told the truth
and up popped the judge, and in fell the roof
he said i’se bad, and to prove his point
i got a hundred~dollar fine, and a month in the joint
well, if you drive a rig, i got a message for you
keep your truck on the highway, and your eyes on it too


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