Cumin Atcha Live Truckin lyrics

[`Truckin`` originally by Grateful Dead]

Alright!
Hey, are we ready?

Well I`m a mean machine, I`m the kind you don`t wanna meet
My middle name is trouble, I`m a danger in the street
My motor`s in overdrive, my pedal`s to the floor
I never get enough, I`m always comin` back for more

Here I come, better step aside
I said here I come, oh yeah, well I`m a-comin` at you live
I`m comin` atcha live

The only one you want, I never give a warning twice
Well anything could happen like the rollin` of the dice

Here we come, you better step aside
I said here we come, we`re comin` at you live

Comin` at you live - we`re comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - you better step aside
Comin` at you live - ow! ow!

[Solo]

Comin` at you live - we`re comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - you better step aside
Comin` at you live - comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - comin` atcha live
Comin` at you live - step aside, step aside
Comin` at you live - `cos here we come

Truckin`, I`m a-goin` home, whoa whoa, baby, back where I belong
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin` on

What in the hell ever happened to sweet Jane?
She`s lost her marbles, you know the chick ain`t the same
Livin` on reds, and vitamin C, and cocaine
All the friend can say is `ain`t it a bitch`

Busted down on Bourbon Street, set up like a bowlin` pin
Knocked down, sometimes I`m wearin` thin, th
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