The Trucker
One Summer night on I-95
I took a quick lonesome drive
I got to the first rest stop
Where I heard a voice that said,
"Come on girl, hop on top"
I got inside this huge white truck
Avoiding the blood of a creature
The driver must have struck
He wasn't a model nor a TikTok hunk
and he had a picture of a smiling
young woman in his comfy bunk
He was a long distance working man
with too many miles, tattoos and
an undesirable partial tan
He didn't need much sweet talk
Just a little swaying sexy walk
We were both looking for action
It was a quick and easy transaction
And just like that, I had my heels
Up and over the shoulders of the
man behind those 18 wheels
