Lily Malone

Lily Malone drives a truck,
there's engine noise in her heart;
she leaves the bar, starts to walk,
and heads onto the highway to nowhere.

Turbo-charged, she rolls towards the Sun,
like desperate, seeking an emotion;
Lily Malone, Lily Malone,
Lily Malone... drives a truck.

She carries her garter belt in the glove compartment,
in case of romance on the road;
she's wild but smooth as silk,
and rides her twenty-four-wheeled horse.

Turbo-charged, she rolls towards the Sun,
like desperate, seeking an emotion;
Lily Malone, Lily Malone,
Lily Malone... drives a truck.

Ahhhhh!

She carries her garter belt in the glove compartment,
in case of romance on the road;
she's wild but smooth as silk,
and rides her twenty-four-wheeled horse.

Turbo-charged, she rolls towards the Sun,
like desperate, seeking an emotion;
Lily Malone, Lily Malone,
Lily Malone...
dri - ves - a - tru - ck.