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