Monster Truck
What she wants she will getBaby throws her toys and gets upset"Bellboy do this, oh bellboy do thatFetch my rattle in seconds flat"
She doesn't want a MercedesOr a sports car shiny and newShe doesn't want a BentleyOr a BMW
Don't cry baby it would make me sadI bought you cocaine and a penthouse padWhisper in my ear what it is you wantIs it to be the bullet or a rich old gun?
She doesn't want a MercedesOr a sports car shiny and newShe doesn't want a BentleyOr a BMW
My baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive all over your soul
She'll drive all over your soul
My spine is breaking and my hands are soreLying head to foot and licking the floorI'll get you anything that you desireEven a small chihuahua or a pink pariah
She doesn't want a MercedesOr a sports car shiny and newShe doesn't want a BentleyOr a BMW
My baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive all over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive all over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive over your soulMy baby wants a monster truckShe'll drive over your soul
She'll drive over your soulShe'll drive over your soul