I'm semi-suicidal since a trucker stole my wife
I'm contemplating all the ways that I might end my life
Pills would make it easy but I'd rather do it my way
That's why I'm drivin' 90 eastbound in the westbound highway

I was headin' out to Austin in my Datsun with my bride
We'd set out from New Orleans, a 500-mile ride
At twelve o'clock we needed gas and she turned me and said:
"Why don't we get some lunch at that truckstop up ahead?"

Inside were 20 truckers who'd parked their 18-wheelers
I had a premonition that one would try and steal her
When a man in flannel sidled up to her at the buffet
I could see my baby laughing … and slowly slippin' away

We made it out to Texas but something wasn't right
I could tell her mind was somewhere else in the hotel room that night
In the morning when I woke up and got out of bed
I found a note on the mirror and this is what it said:

"I hate to leave this way but I've got no choice
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Something moved inside of me when I heard that stranger's voice
I've got a thing for truckers, and I swear it made me sweat
when he told me he could give me a ride I'd never forget"

I'm semi-suicidal since a trucker stole my wife
I'm contemplating all the ways that I might end my life
Pills would make it easy but I'd rather do it my way
That's why I'm drivin' 90 eastbound in the westbound highway

Now I'm on the road again with troopers on my trail
There's a roadblock up ahead, behind me sirens wail
I'm feelin' kinda peaceful as the cars swerve left and right
A man has a lot to think about when a trucker steals his wife

I'm semi-suicidal since a trucker stole my wife
I'm contemplating all the ways that I might end my life
Pills would make it easy but I'd rather do it my way
That's why I'm drivin' 90 eastbound in the westbound highway

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